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

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never 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, that's 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: YoungBoy Never Again]
Killin' (spree), covered in Supreme (yeah)
Strapped with a beam, with them racks all in my (all in my jeans)
Brand new (Benz), that's a hundred G's (a hundred G's)
If I drop 20, I'll 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 niggas be hatin', they say that rented (rented)
Overseas, .38 Baby, deposit, they it (sent it)
I'm takin' off 23, no Michael Jordan, I myself in Givenchy
I do too flexin', what they say about me (what they say about me)
Dead prezis in my pocket, your head, prolly (that's your head prolly)
He do too much talkin', he on meds, (he on meds, prolly)
But I'm screamin' fuck niggas and what they say about me
'Cause I'm steady

[Chorus: Never Broke Again & Offset]
R.I.P. (R.I.—) R.I.-R.I.P. (R.I.P.)
30 (thousand), I just 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., hey)
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 (dead), I'm on a killin' (killin')

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

[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.)
pay these bitches, she gon' fuck 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')