Morning Lyrics

Morning - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

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YoungBoy Never Broke Again

"Morning"

{D-Roc}

Bitch, I know I do that thing

Louis V, Track' Jeep, it ain't cheap

Diamond rings, Chrome Hearts, Prada me

Baby, this fit cost a key

Wireless key, baby wanna fuck me

Thirty rounds in a .223, don't touch me

I just came through swervin', turned up with it and I'm fucked up (Oh-oh-oh)

Had her in here swervin', drinkin', with it 'til she thrown up (Oh-oh-oh)

High in this bitch, hopin' morning don't come yet (Oh-oh-oh)

I wave this stick 'round and 'round 'til they run, yeah

If a bitch cross that line, if a bitch cross that line

I got these bitches in a line, I make 'em all drop a dime

Bitch, I had to turn that 'round, I was broke, I was down

'Til I went and ran back up them M's, tell that broke bitch, "You clown"

Pussy-ass nigga ain't touchin' my swag, you see? Yeah, yeah

Pull up, I pull up a new G-Wagon clean, bitch, yeah, yeah (Pow, pow, pow)

Ask your nigga

Tryna tell me he ain't say nothin', we can get active, nigga

Fuck you mean? I got blue racks inside my jacket, nigga

I like McLaren 'cause it's faster (Kick it, kick it, kick it, huh, wow, wow)

Fuck that waitin', she gon' take it, then I tell her go, go

Got with it, now the bitch grindin' on me slow

I'ma take your top off 'bout that fetti, bitch, gone, he gone

Buy designer switch for every bitch havin' sex in the room

Bitch, you know I do that thing

Louis V, Track' Jeep, it ain't cheap

Diamond ring, Chrome Hearts, Prada me

Baby girl, this fit a key

Wireless keys, baby wanna fuck me

Thirty rounds in a .223, don't touch me

Strapped up, it ain't safe with me

Hit across your face with heat (Wow-wow, wow-wow)

Make her take it, then I tell her, "Go, go"

I just came through swervin', turned up with it and I'm fucked up

Had her swervin' in this bitch and drinkin' 'til she thrown up

High in this bitch, hopin' morning don't come yet

I wave this stick 'round and 'round 'til they run, yeah

If a bitch get out of line