• Title:Flossin(Bonus) (Explicit)
  • Artist:Youngboy Never Broke Again;Internet Money
  • Album:Colors (Deluxe) [Explicit]
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  • Languages:en
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    Flossin(Bonus) (Explicit) - Youngboy Never Broke Again/Internet Money
    Lyrics by:Kentrell Gaulden
    Ridin' in a Maybach flossin'
    Shawty with me wonder why I get her often
    High as hell don't wan do no talkin'
    And tell them n***as that
    They better approach with caution
    Hold that love around me
    This s**t bring hatred out me
    Scarred from love on these d**gs
    Got my world cloudy
    I was hiding in my big home
    Don't know how they found me
    Northside with my thugs
    Get hit with slugs you pull up
    Where them rounds be
    Black ops all we got out here
    Strapped with chrome got Polo on
    These diamonds hit like chandeliers
    Hol' on jack some stores
    Don't play on phones
    It can turn out soon as that first call in
    I just spotted one
    Now I'm on a dome
    Cop my lens as soon as I first walked in
    I won't feel a thing for the night out
    Please don't hold no grudge against me
    I'll be gone 'fore the lights out
    Can you tell me right now
    Right now
    If it come down to them all going against me
    Just wanna know you got my back
    That's all
    Public try to take pictures
    I don't take interest no
    Get into it don't wanna talk to
    You 'til my feelings gone
    N***as wanna put me up
    But I been down since my friend been gone
    My brother my thug who got me though
    Hope ones who I had all along
    High as hell don't wan' do no talkin'
    They better proceed with caution
    These diamonds ain't coming up off me
    N***a know I tote big 40's
    Pull up and end your party
    I say I can't keep these b***hes off me
    See them gunners they still ain't caught me
    Catch you round just for to find peace
    But you done linked to what the blogs see
    They know what up ain't none
    For to talk 'bout s**t
    Come pull up n***a
    Big sticks inside this truck
    Ain't gotta work out
    If I up like a pull up n***a
    One two three four five six seven figures
    Two four six came I zipped seven n***as
    Hatchback liftin' up the fender
    Compete defeat kill all contenders where my pole
    I can't die you know these n***as they might try
    Ooh
    So just like God I keep my fire right by my side
    Yeah
    I'm driving fast happy I'm up
    I ain't suicidal at least right now
    Still gettin it in free them gang babies
    Need 'em on side me
    My Slime
    They better approach with caution