Whitey Bulger (Explicit)

Whitey Bulger (Explicit) - Youngboy Never Broke Again

I need to talk to Mike Laury

Hello

Thieves

This is Mike Laury

Thieves

Dubba-AA flexing

I'm on these

Alright I'm ready I'm ready

Woo

Oh

I say murder

Oh oh

I say I say they yeah

They ain't ever f**ked with me yeah

Them b***h-a*s n***as was playin' games from the jump

Just like these dog-a*s h*es

Yeah you already know how it go

This Is The Sound

I'm wearing these new Diesels fitted

New Diesels

My murder clothes

They my murder clothes

Don't switch sides to 'em both my middle fingers b***h I ain't h*e

Top tell y'all go step on s**t

Step on s**t

Told her "Case closed"

I say "Put that belt on me I cross five souls"

Jump one from my nine like I'm Whitey Bulger yeah

Play 'round with that man we don't ask or talk much

Don't discriminate kick that front door I say "Off 'em"

Said I give 'em knowledge

I told my baba that they cannot fault him

Yeah Channel Nine this a murder for real

Swang that Draco and somebody get killed

Grave digger yeah they know what it is

They gon' send me to that island for real

Real n***a he won't stop if they hate

Real hitta shoot that stick at your face

Pall bearer I been raisin' the rate

Red eye it won't be a fair chase

Gon' die for the ride

Even though that a life be a risk

In that front ain't no stoppin' I up and I'm poppin'

A n***a might die in this b***h might die

I know ten ten shh f**k how wild it get

Brand new .223 it hold a whole hunnid

I sit here and put outside of that b***h

They ain't playin' chase they be hidin' from hits

Tell the meek "You gon' die my friend"

Like I'm broke start up slidin' up in it

After doin' the drill change the firin' pan

PTR with no hollows in it

I'ma bring the hurt style

You a grave digger you gon' kill 'em after

We gon' bury 'em dead

Society wanna join he a straight killer man

I'm wearing these new Diesels fitted

My murder clothes

Don't switch sides to 'em both my middle fingers b***h I ain't h*e

Top tell y'all go step on s**t

Told her "Case closed"

I say "Put that belt on me I cross five souls"

Jump one from my nine like I'm Whitey Bulger yeah

Play 'round with that man we don't ask or talk much

Don't discriminate kick that front door I say "Off 'em"

Said I give 'em knowledge

I told my baba that they cannot fault him

Feelin' a'ight they ain't f**kin' with me

Mad mane leavin' blood in the streets

Dawg mane came only for green

Put it up we gon' pray 'fore we feast

At the club searchin' 'round for one chain

Uppin' one click more than one in my B

We ain't hit a party we just scopin' the scene

Talkin' soon as it end we gon' die when they leave

About playin' with me

I got my five f**k H.P.D.

I'm in that eye I'ma shake the scene

I'm in that Nawf ride where you not

Where you think there ain't nothin' where you prolly sleep

Runnin' circles around everything plan on catchin' me

Still got no time for anomalies

Steady pickin' out s**t who was sayin' they gon' step on me

After the fact they can't even breathe

Oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh

Jump one from my nine like I'm Whitey Bulger yeah

Play 'round with that man we don't ask or talk much

Don't discriminate kick that front door I say "Off 'em"

Said I give 'em knowledge

I told my baba that they cannot fault him

Oh oh oh oh

This is the sound

Oh oh oh oh

Oh

Jump one from my nine like I'm Whitey Bulger yeah

Play 'round with that man we don't ask or talk much

Yeah I say "Off 'em"