She wan' be my girl, nah, I think she likin' my song. We be zippin' shit, know I be at war. Money, I'm Top and I got mе a check, I gave one to my momma. NBA Youngboy returns with a new song "Unreleased Live Live, Speed Racing, War", and we got it for you, download fast and feel the vibes. Lil Top on the highway.
Clips like anaconda, longer than a motherfucker. Glock with some money and a pint up in the foreign. Ridin' with my dude, he servin' food, and he just fed somethin'. New whip, fuck it up with ashes then I buy another. Keep his flag, you know he bangin' green. Lotta shooters 'round the whole damn club. Speed racing by nba youngboy. Know I get 'em clapped, don't do no cap inside my raps (Yea). Download NBA Youngboy – Unreleased Live Live, Speed Racing, War MP3. I don't know what the fuck would make them niggas try to play us. Bitch make me go across your head with this Casamigo's bottle.
Nawfside, concentration, 38, lil' slime crazy. Can't get my daddy off that cocaine. Know that we got plenty choppers. Infiltratin', tryna sabotage, no love, I want money, baby. Drivin' like he speed racing. The Real Housewives of Atlanta The Bachelor Sister Wives 90 Day Fiance Wife Swap The Amazing Race Australia Married at First Sight The Real Housewives of Dallas My 600-lb Life Last Week Tonight with John Oliver. Do you Love songs like this one? Nigga hate Top but my money keep flowin'. Lyrics 4KT Baby by YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Baby, why can't I just focus right now? And keep a chopper where you live. Listen below, share and enjoy good music! They don't need no AC, but I think that's where he stay. I'ma sip syrup 'til my whole life all gone.
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Pour more, I got the endin'. Oh, I live on the wrong side of options. Gang shit, posted up all night, on sight. Don't be confused, we grab them tools, and then go get somethin'. Shawty fire, please don't let my whole life burn down.
Fly, sittin' high like eagles, totin' on a nine. Mike WiLL Made-It, Nicki Minaj, YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Baby, I just invite her for to come to my house. That's 'cause we just sent like thirty through they car door. Have the inside scoop on this song? Please don't get in my space. We won't die up in the field.
Richer than a motherfucker. Send a blitz, say they gon' get at me. Got them young niggas roll with me, and everyone be on that. Tell 'em call the fire station. Watch your back, 'cause this shit real.
Walk up on 'em, lay shit down. Shoot this bitch and clear the party, yea. And K2, that dope pack. Ayo, Ran, turn that up. Turn her up, got another nigga bitch goin'. Uh-uh, ayy, this YoungBoy, nigga, what it is? I gotta figure her out. You better think to it before your life get burned. Spray the whole block when the night lights on. What That Speed Bout!? Lyrics in English, What That Speed Bout!? What That Speed Bout!? Song Lyrics in English Free Online on. Stay tuned, follow or join our various media platforms to get the updates as they drop.
Fresh fit, but I'm still ridin' with this dirty cutter. Search Artists, Songs, Albums. I'm gon' do my dance. Yeah, I wan' win it, no, I ain't finished. Bitch with all of my dogs. Nba youngboy what that speed bout. Know that I'm not worried for the law, I got that sack (Yea). I be all on top of the couch. Bounce that ass shorty, hold on, do a split lil mama. Created May 16, 2019. Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc. Discuss the Change Partners Lyrics with the community: Citation.
We gon' be blammin' at his shit 'til we pop his head (Oh-oh). I be all alone, Top couch. I be with that shit though, shoot your block up all night. My shooter on style, that's a Balmain shotta. Can't get my nigga off them pills. Ask us a question about this song.
Know these niggas don't want no problems. Rich ass nigga, prolly got big gun. I just left the Citgo, lookin' higher than a kite. Million dollar nigga, life still on the phone. You can't stand up to that steel. Heat a jake up and call, and they barely in commas. Hindi, English, Punjabi. Straight up out the Northside. I ain't worried 'bout nothin', baby.