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Out Nothing


YoungBoy Never Broke Again Lyrics

 

Out Nothing Lyrics

Out Nothing by YoungBoy Never Broke Again


Woah-oh
Woah-oh
Woah-oh

I'll start a war all about my b**ch
I made sure her wrist like mine, yeah
I've just been sittin' time and time and
Like should I just leave or show my hand?

I'ma get the b**ch on drugs, hmm
I'ma make the b**ch drink mud, hmm
I'ma kick the b**ch out the club, hmm
I'ma make the b**ch get flood, yeah
I'ma make the b**ch make racks
I'ma show the b**ch get money

I'ma tell you once, I ain't stuntin'
I'ma make the b**ch out nothin'
I like the way that she dress and she nod
And she turn me up, when she part of the booth
She got the drop, got 'em dropped
I was puttin' my faith in that b**ch and she got me to you
She the one bought me the mop
And I gave it to youngin, I told 'em just for to "go shoot"
f**k every nigga that's in it
Just hit it, and hit it, like f**k it, and tear up the room
He got the static, that boom
I got the b**ch and she drinkin' on red
I got the b**ch on boom, makin' it boom, other side of the stu'
Youngin my gunner, he know what he do
Shorty my shorty, I tell her "Come through"
Body five star, leave that b**ch in the room
I gotta nother set that's comin' through
She want a Percocet, put her on two
Xanax ain't workin', yeah, I want K2
I go to war 'bout that b**ch, I'll do
Pull up, jump out with that stick and I shoot
Go to war about my b**ch, sneak out 'bout my wifey
I flood her, she like it, keep her out clothes

I'ma get the b**ch on drugs, hmm
I'ma make the b**ch drink mud, hmm
I'ma kick the b**ch out the clubs
I go to war with that b**ch, what it do?
I'ma get the b**ch on mud, hmm
I'ma kick the b**ch out the clubs
I'ma make the b**ch get flood, yeah
I'ma make the b**ch make racks
I'ma show the b**ch get money

I go to war about my b**ch
I made sure her wrist like mine, yeah
I've just been sittin' time and time and
Like should I just leave or show my hand?

I'ma get the b**ch on drugs, hmm
I'ma make the b**ch drink mud, hmm
I'ma kick the b**ch out the club, hmm
I'ma make the b**ch get flood, yeah
I'ma make the b**ch make racks
I'ma show the b**ch to get money
Know that I'ma tell that ho' one time
I'ma make the b**ch off nothin'



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