Chords for NBA YoungBoy - Young Stunna - [Official Audio]

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_ _ _ I'ma put it in she like I damn go to Walmart or something.
I'm gonna pass the francy my name everywhere
I'm born in this bitch like I'm baddest, but I was born in this bitch got my name in it
I'm the jitter didn't reach out from custom the band must I must I in a bulletproof and nigga
No, not the Senate a shot at that man told her let's do it
Shawty fuck all that plan see how I do it and I fucked on my friend
It's wearing the business wearing the race my hood to the place new economy plan a lot of rubbers
You know, I got bad been a new plan
I'm so hot got a tan so much water on me think I'm sweaty the fan my finger with diamonds
I call it not showing my hand heaven forever like I'm with the key
That is my brother so might as well say that whoever he are that you know who I'm me no fool for days
I'm chillin and real real pop that great.
They can stay with this deal nigga
Try pop up around to get kid and your friend nigga know that I know how to do
I'll be handing out clothes and they say pass the drill man.
Oh your soul is I'm sick like he bought just man
Stone or riding in the Range Rover
This is not smoking I'm blowing that dog if I started you in when I come though is over she get out top give me top
To bend over I'm hitting it on top of the table and so for a fat can't come back
That's exactly what I told I walk on this bitch is some Louis below _ _ _ _ _ _ I _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Know you ain't fucking with you _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ Feeling the shot for the blood of my child on top of the rapper, but I never die ain't stopping
She know that I got it.
She not been patting a city been leaving now back in a Tesla
You know them toys eat up the boy.
I'm riding this bitch up and I'm a hit from the back and making no
I'm gripping my rod.
I'm ducking and hiding from cops
I guess there's a click of them boys stick for them boys my chopper is saying hey
I think I got a whole yard full of toys
You know I go hard you know that the house full of Bob you know for a fact that I'm thugging you know
I'm about beefing you know I get that from my mom
You know the shit on my leg you bring on my name.
Are you talking like that you want problem? _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ the world _ _ _ _
_ Who's put it in she like I go to Walmart or something on the whole pair of the Frenchie my name is
_ _ _ _ _ _ Nigga, no not to sit out a shot at that man _ _ _ _ _ _