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Artiste : YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Titre : Mask On
(G-Godamn BJ with another one)
I bet my last track probably gave you lockjaw

Young nigga he super shiesty, already got his mask on

I pull my mask down, I get your soul gone
This time some years later, them gangbangers ain´t comin´ home
We tryna murder some and I knock another down

Don´t fuck ´round with your head bust, nigga
Get your bread up, nigga
We zip the biggest niggas, do plenty killings and tote them big pistols
These niggas gon´ lay it down when we spray it ´round
When we catch him, we sin him
Sprayer take out the window, we leave that ho in the middle
He a opp, boy, a beat it
Hollow´s they gon´ want some
We dirt him, believe it, Top say, y´all go off him

He still real right, don´t come right
His life is gon´ cost him
I´m smokin´ Doja like ??? ridin´ through the Nola like fuck all of ´em

Tell me shit, they don´t mean it
Step on one, don´t leave, not one
Like who seen it?
We gon´ burn ´em all so track down one
We skippin´ town, them taxes come
They can´t take off, we stamped ´em some
He need another dirty burner
That Drake, it need a drum up on it
You need another to fuckin´ fix this
Okay? And what else
Hall of fame, for real, highlight with the steel (Yeah)
Put that boy on a shelf

Roll, roll all night off them pills, yeah
´Til ain´t none left
Gone off that drank ´til I go deaf, smokin´ on dank, pour like it´s meth

Young nigga he super shiesty, already got his mask on
I pull my mask down, I get your soul gone
This time some years later, them gangbangers ain´t comin´ home
We tryna murder some and I knock another down

Don´t fuck ´round with your head bust, nigga
Get your bread up, nigga
We zip the biggest niggas, do plenty killings and tote them big pistols
These niggas gon´ lay it down when we spray it ´round

When we catch him, we sin him
Sprayer take out the window, we leave that ho in the middle
He a opp, boy, a beat it
Hollow´s they gon´ want some
We dirt him, believe it, Top say, y´all go off him
He still real right, don´t come right
His life is gon´ cost him
I´m smokin´ Doja like ??? ridin´ through the Nola like fuck all of ´em