Bop YoungBoy Never Broke Again

My brother Big E

He keep that chopper on his shoulder (He keep that chop)

Oh, he a soldier (Oh, hell pop you, nigga)

My brother 3Three (Baow)

He get the drop so I can fold ya (Oh, that beat bangin, nigga)

I thought I told ya



Hold on, my wife not mine

Got diamonds on and thatll blind ya

Pussy nigga, I been grindin, I been shinin

I done fucked my bag up (Huh), and I aint scared to tell nobody

Im gon have another sixty Ms in my pocket fore next year end

Play with Top, way quick, they pop your top, know they get killed, man

Got her out her top, your bitch a bop, gone off that santan

Got no time for these hoes pussy poppin, where my money, man?

Know thе FBI been tryna stop me, I need VPN

Bitch better quit that poppin forе you fuck around, get your mans spinned

Know my youngin pop him, bitch, I cut up like a madman

Outside, bitch, we poppin, bitch, we poppin, spin that Yeat again

Hit your block with switches, then we repeat like a ceiling fan

Refill up at Conoco, walk round with that Calico, we got all type of poles

Fore I blast you, strike a pose, bitch, watch your soul go

Strike him with this bitch, that cutter flashin like T Romo