Music,
connecting
people
always.
Y
SONG LYRICS

Gg (Remix)

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Size
LYRICS

Gg (Remix)

Use A− / A+ to adjust text size
LookFree my niggas out the canNigga, this that crazy manI ain't even put no effort, crazy manDraw down with that Glock, bitch don't make no soundSay somethin', might get shot, bitch face down to the groundI ain't got no respect aye, you might think I'm dumbI'm just 17, with a whole lotta moneyFuck you, bitch I hopped up out that coupeTell me hoe, if you don't like me why you worried about what I doYou ain't see the car I pulled up in so you might think I flew (Tell me why you say that Youngboy?)Cause bitch I'm flyer than your dudeIf you think I fuck with that lil hoe, then you a foolI ain't got no education, I dropped out of schoolNo security with me so I'm strapped up with that toolTry to take my jewelry off and you gon' make the news bitchCuban links around my neck, it cost me 22 bitchAudemar Piguet, coulda' went and bought a school bitchWent to Neiman Marcus for my pants and my shoes bitchFive thousands dollars, what I paid for the whole fitI just took a loss so I'm goin' on a heist bitchHold a tool in yo face like chino do a bike bitchToo much money on me for to raise my hands and fight bitchThunder in my clip, fuck around get hit with light bitchDraw down with that Glock, bitch don't make no soundSay somethin', might get shot, bitch face down to the groundI ain't got no respect aye, you might think I'm dumbI'm just 17, with a whole lotta moneyFuck you, bitch I hopped up out that coupeTell me hoe, if you don't like me why you worried about what I doYou ain't see the car I pulled up in so you might think I flew (Tell me why you say that Youngboy?)Cause bitch I'm flyer than your dudeWait, I'm really focused, they talking bullshitBut they still listen to my old shitListen lil bitch, I still got money from some old shitListen lil bitch, I empty clips and then reload itI get more attention when I'm with my Louie LoafersAll my whips is tinted so they love to pull me overYou a sherm nigga, word nigga, yous a jokerMy whip is matte black, I used to ride in the Toyota yeahNow I'm slumpin' niggas over yeahNiggas got they ten toes up yeahHeart started gettin' colder yeahLil bitch you don't know us yeahDraw down with that Glock, bitch don't make no soundSay somethin', might get shot, bitch face down to the groundI ain't got no respect aye, you might think I'm dumbI'm just 17, with a whole lotta moneyFuck you, bitch I hopped up out that coupeTell me hoe, if you don't like me why you worried about what I doYou ain't see the car I pulled up in so you might think I flew (Tell me why you say that Youngboy?)Cause bitch I'm flyer than your dude

Are these lyrics correct?

Rate the public version or submit a correction for review.

🎤
LETROU FEATURE

Stage Mode

Large text, automatic scrolling and fullscreen for singing or practice.

⌕
FIND ANOTHER SONG

Find a song

Search by title or artist.

◉
SINGER CENTER

Train your voice

Breathing, warm-ups, pitch and vocal range.

Open tools →
YOUR VERSION

Edit lyrics

Edit as you like or add your notes. The version is saved on this device, is used in the repertoire and Stage Mode and follows the repertoire when you share a new link.

Help improve the catalog (optional)

Send a correction of the public lyrics for approval. The team will check the suggestion and rights before publishing. Your personal notes are not sent automatically.