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Artiste : YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Titre : Channel 9
(Ayy, Rashon, this bitch go crazy)
(Who made this shit? TayTay made the beat)

Smokin´ dope, tryna get my head on
Chasing money, oh yeah, tryna get my bread long

Smokin´, rollin´, totin´ tryna put shit on channel 9
I´m quick to notice, let these niggas know it´s time
They done lied to me, threw fake smiles to me
All by myself, know they ain´t proud for me, probably put that fire on me
Niggas know I step, I pay that shottas fee
I´ma make them slimes go sweep ´em
All these hoes they done had they chance
And them boys wasn´t quick on feet

Bust and they missed it
Peep out one funny thing, then I up and I hit it
Diamond chains, diamond watch it be glistenin´
Murder man, but won´t never admit it
Murder gang, stay on top of my business
I ain´t pulling out that Bentley for bitches

In a Civic, back seat strapped with a glizzy
Clean, like that dirty shit that I´m sippin
Don Juan, granted gold my pendant
I got too many bitches, up in war, I got too many blicky´s
Murder time through that North, I be ridin´ with them hittas
I probably be strapped with a Semi
Nigga know with that bottle, I be blockin´ all day
And I´m plannin´ on murderin´ the victim
Shorty inside of the dirty, be slangin´ that yeah
And they know they can´t play with a nigga

Smoking dope, tryna get my head on
Chasing money, oh yeah, tryna get my bread long
Smokin´, rollin´, totin´ tryna put shit on channel 9

I´m quick to notice, let these niggas know it´s time
They done lied to me, threw fake smiles to me
All by myself, know they ain´t proud for me, probably put that fire on me
Niggas know I step, I pay that shottas fee
I´ma make them slimes go sweep ´em
All these hoes they done had they chance
And them boys wasn´t quick on feet

Look, tell ´em free Vaughn, dirty illegal guns on my waist
I got two clips together on the Drac, with a illegal handle on the .223
I don´t even know why I can´t even have grip on the front of that fire
I´m a convicted felon, I can´t win for losing, while standin´ in trial

I don´t even trust her, I know I can´t trust her, but she want a child
She know I´m a thug her, she know I can´t love her
It ain´t worth the while, not wasting my time
I stay with that iron, I be moving around, I be kickin´ the shit, I´m big slime
In my own dimension, prices be tempting, them gunnas not turnin´ it down

Smoking dope, tryna get my head on
Chasing money, oh yeah, tryna get my bread long
Smokin´, rollin´, totin´ tryna put shit on channel 9
I´m quick to notice, let these niggas know it´s time
They done lied to me, threw fake smiles to me
All by myself, know they ain´t proud for me, probably put that fire on me

Niggas know I step, I pay that shottas fee
I´ma make them slimes go sweep ´em
All these hoes they done had they chance
And them boys wasn´t quick on feet