Dis & That lyrics
by Never Broke Again
[Intro]
(Mommy, India got the beats)
Yeah
(Leor, light it up)
Let me tell you, what?
(Thanks Yakree)
Mm, f*ck
[Pre-Chorus]
They ain't let me in this b*tch in a lil' minute and I'm bootin' up
They done let me in this b*tch with all my n*ggas and I'm tooled up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
YoungBoy, they got you f*cked up (n*gga, yeah)
These n*ggas never touched us
b*tch, you know I'll get you bust up (Ha)
[Chorus]
They like "This that, this that," please get off my di*k now (Get off my di*k)
You know that I don't give no f*ck, get mad and get yo' b*tch gone
I'm like "Big stacks, big stacks," It's Lil YoungBoy, and I'm rich now
All those gunners trail me 'round (Yeah, yeah)
While I'm ridin' through the town
[Verse 1]
Say, "Lil' daddy, calm down, 'fore I whoop you like my son, b*tch"
Ridin' 'round on that dumb sh*t, hundred round drums in these sticks (Brr)
I'm toolied up, I'm booted up, I'm out my body in this b*tch (My body)
Stuntin' for that ho, you'll make a n*gga leave yo' body in front that b*tch (Yo' body in front that b*tch)
Clean, I'm Fendi down, nothin' but gang pendants 'round (Yeah)
Soon as I touch the city, they know it's murder in the town
Yeah, I don't f*ck around, b*tch, I say, "Bump it down" (Down)
Draw down with them dirty sticks and go to dumpin' 'round this b*tch (Baow, baow, baow)
I cannot stop buckin', b*tch, I'm chewed up, drugs inside my body
I'm leanin' hard off that R, they'll think I'm on a Roxy
They know lil' brother ready for to spin, call 'em kamikaze (Spin)
Suicidal slime, if you don't stop 'em, know that he gon' pop ya
Quando 'bout that jump out gang
Make these n*ggas hold up
Nothin' but green flags around this b*tch
These pus*y n*ggas froze up (Gang)
They only zipped one of us up
Left five his brothers with they toes up
pus*y n*gga with all that rapping, and he know what up
Play with me it's going down, n*gga
My mama say, "It's thug life in that North"
That's where I'm from, n*gga
My young n*gga caught up in that drug life, he distributin' them pounds, n*gga
Hold on, baow, yeah, let me do my dance for all these hoes
Hold on, baow, n*gga, money fannin', then I touch my toes
[Pre-Chorus]
They ain't let me in this b*tch in a lil' minute and I'm bootin' up (I'm bootin' up)
They done let me in this b*tch with all my n*ggas and I'm tooled up (I'm tooled up)
These n*ggas got me f*cked up (Yeah)
YoungBoy, they got you f*cked up (Got me f*cked up)
These n*ggas never touched us
b*tch, you know I'll get you bust up (Ha)
[Chorus]
They like "This that, this that," please get off my di*k now (Get off my di*k)
You know that I don't give no f*ck, get mad and get yo' b*tch gone
I'm like "Big stacks, big stacks," It's Lil YoungBoy, and I'm rich now (I'm rich now)
All them gunners trail me 'round (Yeah, yeah)
While I'm ridin' through the town
[Verse 2]
Man, tell that YouTuber or streamer whatever he is, "Stop playing wit' me, b*tch" (Stop playing wit' me, b*tch)
You n*ggas ain't layin' like that, know them gunners layin' wit' me, b*tch
I ain't got no Instagram, no social media, I wasn't talkin' to your b*tch
Old ugly ass b*tch, you disgusting, man, y'all n*ggas make me sick
Oh, now I'm in this b*tch, yeah, I'm on five sticks, yeah (Five, five)
Leanin' bad, it's lose or win, I'm divin' in yo' sh*t, yeah (Five, five)
This that slime sh*t, play dumb, lose yo' mind quick
Them who all them rappers hate
n*gga, know that's my clique (That's murder gang)
[Pre-Chorus]
They ain't let me in this b*tch in a lil' minute and I'm bootin' up
They done let me in this b*tch with all my n*ggas and I'm tooled up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up (Yeah)
YoungBoy, they got you f*cked up
These n*ggas never touched us
b*tch, you know I'll get you bust up
[Chorus]
They like "This that, this that," please get off my di*k now (Get off my di*k)
You know that I don't give no f*ck, get mad and get yo' b*tch gone
I'm like "Big stacks, big stacks," It's Lil YoungBoy, and I'm rich now (Huh?)
All those gunners trail me 'round (Yeah, yeah)
While I'm ridin' through the town
[Outro]
Chippewa 38, Plank Road
We gon' leave 'em stretched (Ha), if you ain't know
pus*y n*gga know how we get down