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๐Ÿ‘ค YoungBoy Never Broke Again โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ I Rest My Case โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:49
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โฑ๏ธ 2:49 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

(Timmy Da HitMan)
Huh, what?
What? What? What? What? What?
What? What?

What's crackin'? What? (What?)
Or whatever I'm brackin' on, bitch
Yeah, that my blood (that my blood)
I got all Fives 'round this bitch
These hoes wan' fuck, these niggas can't fuck with none of us in this bitch

I'ma hit at your clique with the stick (baow)
Make me turn your lil' boys to a lick (a lick)
I got stripper big booty bitches blowin' up on my phone
Too much swag, stylist come, I try on clothes inside of my home
Put yo' bitch in VLONE
Bitch, play what you please long as you don't put no QC on

Bitch, I make you bleed, ho
Bitch, I know I bleed, ho
Bang red, five, big B, ho (oh, yeah)
Bitch, get on your knees, ho (yeah, yeah)
Come on, suck it with no teeth, ho (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm rich, I'm rich, I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich as shit
Come get it, got her wit' it
Know I got her wit' me, nigga, come and get your bitch

Molly, Molly, Holly, Wolly, hottie thottie wit' a badass body
I don't play that shit, I keep that chopper
I might buy me a Maserati
Shoot that drum at that bitch, it's stock
'Fore I give you my shit, you know I'ma pop it
Bitch, give me yo' soul, give me yo' body
Swag up the bitch, pop off her mama

I get high in this bitch, on soul
I'm so high in this bitch, I'm gone (ha)
I might make her pass a nigga, bitch, come touch her toes (ha)
Still'll make a R&B bitch come here and hand off her phone
Give a fuck 'bout how good she can sing, bitch, get that phone, yeah

Bitch, get that phone, ho
Huh, bitch, get that phone, yeah-yeah (bitch, give me your phone)
Huh, bitch, get that phone, ho
Bitch, get that phone, oh, yeah-yeah-yeah

My brothers, they kick in that door (yeah-yeah)
I don't like that nigga or ho (yeah-yeah)
I don't like that lil' boy or his bitch
I do not like my ho for to hear none of these songs

Like when I breakin' her back to my songs
Makin' these bitches stack racks at home
Clingy type of time you on
Buy me clothes that fit me right
I don't know who fuckin' side you on
I just know if it's wrong, it ain't real right

I ain't fuckin' on her every night
I ain't put money on yo' head, that's right
Bang red, that blood, my thug, my Five
You know slime could get this party hype

Shootout, soon as I get outside
Rudolph, beam on his nose and eyes
Chew-out, which one gon' eat me right?
Geeker than geeked, I'm higher than high, uh-huh
I'm more geeked up than geeked, and I'm higher than high, bitch
I get higher with her when I'm shoppin' online, bitch, yeah
I can get out my words through this every time (bitch, yeah)

Yeah, and this bitch here again without you on my side (bitch, yeah)
Yeah, on my side, bitch, don't play around mine, and you know you might die (bitch, yeah)
I got factory tires on bottom of each of my rides (bitch, yeah)
I got factory tires on bottom of each of my rides (bitch, yeah)

I got more money, you lil' boys, y'all some bitches (bitch, yeah)
I can't even drive and got more cars, your shit is leased or rented (bitch, yeah)
Know we make shit hot, pop out Rolls-Royce, on back got switches (bitch, yeah)
I don't give no fuck 'bout who a star, I don't want you bitches (bitch, yeah)

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:09.44] (Timmy Da HitMan)
[00:11.99] Huh, what?
[00:13.89] What? What? What? What? What?
[00:21.65] What? What?
[00:24.14] What's crackin'? What? (What?)
[00:25.71] Or whatever I'm brackin' on, bitch
[00:27.33] Yeah, that my blood (that my blood)
[00:28.86] I got all Fives 'round this bitch
[00:30.35] These hoes wan' fuck, these niggas can't fuck with none of us in this bitch
[00:33.45] I'ma hit at your clique with the stick (baow)
[00:34.91] Make me turn your lil' boys to a lick (a lick)
[00:36.77] I got stripper big booty bitches blowin' up on my phone
[00:39.60] Too much swag, stylist come, I try on clothes inside of my home
[00:43.29] Put yo' bitch in VLONE
[00:44.76] Bitch, play what you please long as you don't put no QC on
[00:47.98] Bitch, I make you bleed, ho
[00:49.57] Bitch, I know I bleed, ho
[00:51.02] Bang red, five, big B, ho (oh, yeah)
[00:52.52] Bitch, get on your knees, ho (yeah, yeah)
[00:53.67] Come on, suck it with no teeth, ho (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[00:55.46] I'm rich, I'm rich, I'm rich, bitch, I'm rich as shit
[00:58.54] Come get it, got her wit' it
[00:59.76] Know I got her wit' me, nigga, come and get your bitch
[01:01.81] Molly, Molly, Holly, Wolly, hottie thottie wit' a badass body
[01:04.86] I don't play that shit, I keep that chopper
[01:06.59] I might buy me a Maserati
[01:08.07] Shoot that drum at that bitch, it's stock
[01:09.26] 'Fore I give you my shit, you know I'ma pop it
[01:11.03] Bitch, give me yo' soul, give me yo' body
[01:12.44] Swag up the bitch, pop off her mama
[01:14.40] I get high in this bitch, on soul
[01:15.88] I'm so high in this bitch, I'm gone (ha)
[01:17.75] I might make her pass a nigga, bitch, come touch her toes (ha)
[01:20.40] Still'll make a R&B bitch come here and hand off her phone
[01:23.53] Give a fuck 'bout how good she can sing, bitch, get that phone, yeah
[01:28.38] Bitch, get that phone, ho
[01:30.91] Huh, bitch, get that phone, yeah-yeah (bitch, give me your phone)
[01:33.36] Huh, bitch, get that phone, ho
[01:35.75] Bitch, get that phone, oh, yeah-yeah-yeah
[01:38.26] My brothers, they kick in that door (yeah-yeah)
[01:40.02] I don't like that nigga or ho (yeah-yeah)
[01:41.55] I don't like that lil' boy or his bitch
[01:42.73] I do not like my ho for to hear none of these songs
[01:44.42] Like when I breakin' her back to my songs
[01:46.04] Makin' these bitches stack racks at home
[01:47.50] Clingy type of time you on
[01:49.10] Buy me clothes that fit me right
[01:50.31] I don't know who fuckin' side you on
[01:51.92] I just know if it's wrong, it ain't real right
[01:53.63] I ain't fuckin' on her every night
[01:55.19] I ain't put money on yo' head, that's right
[01:56.68] Bang red, that blood, my thug, my Five
[01:58.27] You know slime could get this party hype
[02:00.05] Shootout, soon as I get outside
[02:01.50] Rudolph, beam on his nose and eyes
[02:02.93] Chew-out, which one gon' eat me right?
[02:04.84] Geeker than geeked, I'm higher than high, uh-huh
[02:07.06] I'm more geeked up than geeked, and I'm higher than high, bitch
[02:10.19] I get higher with her when I'm shoppin' online, bitch, yeah
[02:13.28] I can get out my words through this every time (bitch, yeah)
[02:15.30] Yeah, and this bitch here again without you on my side (bitch, yeah)
[02:18.59] Yeah, on my side, bitch, don't play around mine, and you know you might die (bitch, yeah)
[02:22.16] I got factory tires on bottom of each of my rides (bitch, yeah)
[02:25.14] I got factory tires on bottom of each of my rides (bitch, yeah)
[02:29.92]
[02:34.29] I got more money, you lil' boys, y'all some bitches (bitch, yeah)
[02:37.39] I can't even drive and got more cars, your shit is leased or rented (bitch, yeah)
[02:40.33] Know we make shit hot, pop out Rolls-Royce, on back got switches (bitch, yeah)
[02:43.30] I don't give no fuck 'bout who a star, I don't want you bitches (bitch, yeah)
[02:46.66]

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