
Broken Leg ft. Yncjay Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Uh, uh, uh
The way a nigga goin' up, I know my haters steady blown
Them boys ain't doin' nothin', they' stand just like Garden Gnome
This a forty with a switch, Nigga what the fuck you on
Every time I pop out fresh, cause nigga, I'm Mr. Put-It-On
I'm so high, I got my glasses on, I can't see my iphone
But you bet we catch a opp, my niggas know what I'm on
Yeah, you know we sendin' shots send a couple, to your dome
I ain't even had to check, my aim is never, ever wrong
Fuck nigga, get you gone', I'ma send your ass home
Hit you right through the crown, cause on the scene, I'm walkin' down
I'm Walkin' down
Cause On the scene, I'm walkin' down
Mmm
Mmmmh
Ouuu
Ouuu, bring it back, yeah, you had your chance, it's my turn to attack
None of that, if you come around, I swear I'll get you wack
That's a fact, and I got a bag, niggas, want your head
You ain't dead, but I tell you this, you better break a leg
Niggas fed, I'ma paint them red, go ahead, do them bad
I'm on they ass, and I'm goin' fast, two hundred on dash
I'm in that scat, I had swerved the corner, swear I almost crashed
Spinning back, what the fuck is that, cause I'm a blast first
I ain't never ran from a nigga, standin' on this earth
But never underestimate a nigga, that will get you hurt
I can't even fuck with you, shawty, you don't even know your worth
Yeah, she bad but she a thotty these lil niggas don't even care
I'm so high, I got my glasses on, I can't see my iphone
But you bet we catch a opp, my niggas know what I'm on
Yeah, you know we sendin' shots send a couple to dome
I ain't even had to check, my aim is never, ever wrong
Bitch, we always stand on business, we ain't never, ever wrong
I'm on some fuck a nigga shit, cause I can do this on my own
And you was fuckin' on another nigga, but expect me to pick the phone up
Fuck out my face with all that child shit, bitch, we grown ups
I told that hoe I'm grown, face shot mode
We gon' hit you with this hot, shit just like a stove
And I'm ridin' with them big saints, just like ceder grove
When I catch him sub zero, I'ma leave that nigga froze
And I'm hittin' from the back, got her curlin' all her toes
And I'm walkin' with them big dracs nigga, I can't go
I swear I'll never switch up on the guys, nigga, I can't fold
And watch my nigga Deon come and slide in with that pole
If I said it, I'm gon' do somethin', take it like a bomb threat
Free my nigga stuck up in the pen, cause they can't bond yet
I'm lookin' at this bitch ass nigga like we he ain't gone yet
Trappin' early morning on the block, ain't even dawn yet
I'm so high, I got my glasses on, I can't see my iphone
But you bet we catch a opp, my niggas know what I'm on
Yeah, you know we sendin' shots, send a couple to your dome
I ain't even had a check, my aim is never ever wrong