Like Madden lyrics

by

YoungBoy Never Broke Again


[Intro]
I wanna, she wanna
Wild, wild west
Dirty, dirty south
I'm back off in this b*tch, but
I'ma tell 'em how, you already know I'ma tell 'em how I tell 'em
They better get it, n*gga

[Verse]
Ooh (Talkin' 'bout me, b*tch, what I told that b*tch)
Ooh (Fresher than a motherf*cker, lookin' like a whole lick)
(Yeah, fresher than a motherf*cker, lookin like a whole lick)
Maybach, riding in the coupe (Coupe)
pus*y-ass n*gga, what it do? (What it do?)
Real big slime come through (Come through)
f*ck around, rock the whole room (Whole room)
Let a whole 'nother b*tch come through (Come through)
Hypnotizing hеr mind what I do (Ooh)
In a fight with that fire, you gon' lose (Ooh)
Make that b*tch gеt a new tattoo
I respond with my fire like ooh-ooh
If I tell 'em, he shoot it up too, yeah
I want them goods like burglary, man
Said that I wouldn't and I'm flirting again
I went to sleep on the wild, wild west
And I came from the dirty, dirty south
Get them racks out the vault
Press it, it's revvin' the count
How many b*tches they f*ckin'? I'm kicking her out
Don't want that kitty, that's foul
Taking your b*tch and I'm stickin' my di*k in her mouth
Swerve Maybach with a tool, big bag and you can't ride with me
f*ck do you think? I got a real big set back, tool, can't ride with me
Pull on side of me, cavity
I'ma spend me an M, get that baddie B
I was thuggin', it stuck and it cut me
Everyone in the truck, they done shot with me
I flew the b*tch to LA on a jet just for to see what the b*tch all about
Maybach, back of the Cull', huh
pus*y-ass n*gga get bought
Even if it ain't about a bag, don't talk
Play with them racks, know you get knocked off, yeah
I ain't tryna take no loss
Ho tryna play like golf
n*gga, I don't play with a broke
He gon' need his head taked off
All night active, I'm active, I'm snapping, I'm rapping, that's what made me
Know that they don't talk right, young n*gga pull up and smash sh*t 'cause that's what made me
Young n*gga pop out that truck and then get sh*t brackin' 'cause they played with me
Young n*gga trapped out, trapped out, trapped out trappin' 'cause that's what made me
Young n*gga sendin' them blitz out just like Madden
Know that I take that b*tch down, I ain't cappin'
Might just ask my b*tch, do she wanna marry me?
Bae, hold up, let me make me one hundred million dollars then
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