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[Intro: YoungBoy Never Broke
Mothafuck them niggas and what they say about me (said me)
You do too talkin', you a fed, prolly (fed, prolly)
in my pocket, got them dead bodies (dead bodies)
My Goyard look morgues, that's them dead bodies (dead bodies)

[Chorus: YoungBoy Broke Again]
R.I.P. (R.I.—) R.I.-R.I.P. (R.I.P.)
30 thousand, I just hit for (I hit for three)
R.I.P. (R.I.—) R.I.-R.I.P. (R.I.P.)
Don't pay these bitches, she gon' for free (she gon' fuck for free)
R.I.P., R.I.-R.I.P. (R.I.P.)
I'm in that foreign, like 60 G's (that's like 60 G's)
R.I.P., R.I.-R.I.P. (R.I.P.)
prezis, I'm on a killin' spree (killin')

[Verse 1: Never Broke Again]
Killin' (spree), covered in Supreme (yeah)
Strapped with a beam, them racks all in my jeans (all in my jeans)
Brand new (Benz), that's a hundred G's (a hundred G's)
If I drop 20, most likely hit for three (yeah, yeah)
Foreign keys, droppin' the top I hop in the Bentley
I'm takin' the doors off the Lamb', these be hatin', they say that it's rented (rented)
Overseas, .38 Baby, deposit, they it (sent it)
I'm off 23, no Michael Jordan, I cover myself in Givenchy
I do too much flexin', what they say me (what they say about me)
Dead prezis in my pocket, that's your head, (that's your head prolly)
He do too much talkin', he on meds, (he on meds, prolly)
But I'm screamin' fuck them and what they say about me
'Cause I'm steady

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke & Offset]
R.I.P. (R.I.—) R.I.-R.I.P. (R.I.P.)
30 thousand (thousand), I just hit for (I hit for three)
R.I.P. (R.I.—) R.I.-R.I.P. (R.I.P.)
Don't pay these bitches, she gon' for free (she gon' fuck for free)
R.I.P., R.I.-R.I.P. (R.I.P., hey)
I'm in that foreign, that's 60 G's (that's like 60 G's)
R.I.P., R.I.-R.I.P. (R.I.P.)
Dead prezis (dead), I'm on a spree (killin')

[Verse 2:
him down bad, he sleep, stackin' bodies out here, [?]
Black look like [?], gang full of hyenas
Sippin' on drank, I'm gettin' paranoid, that noise? (Woo!)
Fuckin' on somebody's tonight, it's yours, is it yours? (Which one)
Smokin' on cookie so much you smell it out my pores (smell it)
I got this dick on me now and I don't shoot, but you feelin' the [?]
MC Hammer like Thor (hammer time), she fuck, sure
I on your cow manure, empty my clip and my wrist is sore
We want
All my in the field, nigga, what's happenin'? Laws of attraction
Hit him the butt of the steel like I'm baseball battin', never subtractin'
P-90 hit, no kick, it split and turn ass to a fraction
My wrist is list, I'm Mr. Drippy-Drip, I'm out classes

[Chorus: YoungBoy Broke Again]
R.I.P. (R.I.—) R.I.-R.I.P. (R.I.P.)
30 thousand, I hit for three (I hit for three)
R.I.P. (R.I.—) R.I.-R.I.P. (R.I.P.)
Don't pay these bitches, she gon' fuck for free (she gon' for free)
R.I.P., R.I.-R.I.P. (R.I.P.)
I'm in that foreign, that's like 60 G's (that's 60 G's)
R.I.P., R.I.-R.I.P. (R.I.P.)
Dead prezis, I'm on a spree (killin')