What You Say

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]

(Fuck what they say) I done made it out the storm

(Shit, you know I did) Check my bank, I made new commas

(I can't) I can't take no break, I'm way too young

I wan' count up every day I'm out

[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]

Try to take anything to keep my sane, I've been hustlin', I been grindin' hard, on my mama

Side ho actin' lame, with my main I been fussin', I got too much money for these problems

I wan' take these drugs with my friends, huh, oh

I got all these hoes, all these clothes in my crib, yeah

I fucked on them both, yes, I did, yeah

You can't trust these hoes, I won't hold you, that's what it is, yeah

Huh, I'm too real

Draco in my pea coat, I need some right hеre, pussy nigga get killed, oh

Playin' 'round with thеse millions, lil' bro (Lil', lil' bro)

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]

(Fuck what they say) I done made it out the storm

(Shit, you know I did) Check my bank, I made new commas

(I can't) I can't take no break, I'm way too young

I wan' count up every day I'm out

Pull up to this party, not for fun

Make sure I stack my money tall

Know that I look nice enough for someone

Fresher, I might leave here with lil' shawty

[Verse 2: The Kid LAROI]

Ayy, all this drama, baby, I'm too rich for that

Ayy, all these commas like I'm an aristocrat

Ayy, in Bahamas, posted with my bitch with that

Say that he want problems, it's no problem, we got shit for that

Windows tinted, whip is all black

And my credit card lookin' all platinum

And your bitch told me she want all action

Hit it once with a gold Magnum

I don't really care 'bout what the blogs say

'Cause my mama good and my dogs straight

You know if you could, you'd be on the same

I'm in Hollywood, gettin' all faded

I swear, I can't take breaks, I'm too young

Strip club, throwin' up dubs

You can't tell me nothin'

Two hundred in my cup

I was paid to be in this club

No, I don't do shit for fun

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]

(Fuck what they say) I done made it out the storm

(Shit, you know I did) Check my bank, I made new commas

(I can't) I can't take no break, I'm way too young

I wan' count up every day I'm out

Pull up to this party, not for fun

Makin' sure I stack my money tall

Know that I look nice enough for someone

Fresher, I might leave here with lil' shawty

[Verse 3: Post Malone]

Hey, it's gotten cold, I walk that ice with stompers on

Tommy fold, give 'em somethin' they can copy off

Talk is talk, I'm super sweet, but chopper long

That chain you gave her on, she told me, "Fuck the diamonds off"

I did, I'm poppin' off and I can't never clock off

Hey, I can't have my baby rocker rockin' knockoffs

Hey, my buddies gonna slide and maybe spin that block off

Hey, fishtail off that lot and chop-chop-chop that top off

I can't do this alone

She a pain on the tone

If you say you will follow me down

I would happily drown

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]

(Fuck what they say) I done made it out the storm

(Shit, you know I did) Check my bank, I made new commas

(I can't) I can't take no break, I'm way too young

I wan' count up every day I'm out

Pull up to this party, not for fun

Makin' sure I stack my money tall

Know that I look nice enough for someone

Fresher, I might leave here with lil' shawty