50 Shots (Explicit)

50 Shots (Explicit) - Youngboy Never Broke Again

Lyrics by：Kentrell Gaulden/Tavian Carter

Who made this s**t

TayTay made the beat

Mask on mask on

Mask on tryna slang the other way

Baow baow

Burn that b***h take off his face youngin can't control that Drac'

Get out the way or you might be who die today mm

Tell 'em bring that s**t this way we gon' see what murder say

Got my wig on prolly in the city

With a dirty stick and some s**t that's sticky

In the murder zone while I'm in their city

Spin they block around tryna kill the business

Through this b***h I ain't never scared

Murder bag tryna get you dead

Everything around me banging red

Hunnid rounds aiming taking off your head

That's a hit stick with a green flag that's tied around

Blick s**t catch the whole clique and then we knock 'em down

Duck duck goose they runnin' around

Out here tryna pop a duck no stoppin us

But they got one b***h that's think he fly we euthanizing him

On Henn like Taaka vodka with my partner Herm

Partner Herm

Soon as I think I'm followed turn out windows let our choppers burn

N***as talking 'bout they won't see me s**t

Let the top down and you see me b***h

Got fifty shots two separate sticks plan on making s**t irrelevant

FN with that scope on n***a this that skully s**t

Starting to think my head gone from these dead skeletons

Riding round with a redbone n***a I don't want the b***h

Ten grand I'll pass 'round 'cause they just wanna catch me with my

Mask on tryna slang the other way

Baow baow

Burn that b***h take off his face youngin can't control that Drac'

Get out the way or you might be who die today mm

Tell 'em bring that s**t this way we gon' see what murder say

Got my wig on prolly in the city

With a dirty stick and some s**t that's sticky

In the murder zone while I'm in their city

Spin they block around tryna kill the business

Through this b***h I ain't never scared

Murder bag tryna get you dead

Everything around me banging red

Hunnid rounds aiming taking off your head

Depressed bad I ran out of Xans

Take the beef put it in that pan

Hundred grand to grant Ten out the can

P***y n***a hating f**k it you a fan

Toting something for to heat you up

Smoking loud with the windows up

Jugged the b***h out two hundred grand

Tell 'em f**k 'em I don't give no f**k

They ain't banging me but they bang to somethin'

Where I think he's from I'ma catch the b***h

I been preying on him with intelligence

I be starting to think I got murder senses

B***h I think of bread and that money come

If you say I'm broke I'm forever bent

Tell your boyfriend I'm another rich

Acting nonchalant from that muddy s**t

Dumping G's on that sluggin' s**t

Car full of guns like the Terminator

Toting something that I'll static with

Sherhonda ain't never paid for no cable

N***as stay riding in a different Benz like a sports-inator

Yeah

Get mad on suicidal s**t

Back to the north tryna get it blazing

Mask on tryna slang the other way

Baow baow

Burn that b***h take off his face youngin can't control that Drac'

Get out the way or you might be who die today mm

Tell 'em bring that s**t this way we gon' see what murder say

Got my wig on prolly in the city

With a dirty stick and some s**t that's sticky

In the murder zone while I'm in their city

Spin they block around tryna kill the business

Through this b***h I ain't never scared

Murder bag tryna get you dead

Everything around me banging red

Hunnid rounds aiming taking off your head

Who made this s**t

TayTay made the beat