Chords for YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Big Truck [Official Music Video]

_ _ _ [Fm] Here we go.
Here we go.
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Here we go.
Love, love, love, ha, ha.
Single-bit niggas from the city with that rapping.
They know I make it happen.
I ain't rapping.
I'm on the top page, bitch, and I'm acting.
Yeah, he addicted to me, bitch, and I'm man-telling.
I got a problem with Danny, something
says to kick some back together.
Bitch, I do you, Danny, cause you're
swerving with that Black Beretta.
Running like a million-dollar cash, what about Coachella?
I want that shit that make you flash,
cause it smoke better.
Racks on a nigga, ho, racks, I just do it better.
Racks that nigga, bro, I put his ass on top of the stretcher.
I'll rob you on the second time I met you, bitch.
Talk about beefing when I meet you, greet you with a blitz.
Man, I had a pussy, nigga.
I want that shit with a pussy, nigga.
Pussy-boss said it's licking, nigga.
I had them young niggas in New York waiting in your bushes,
nigga.
Young pop-pop waiting with the broad,
and he trying to cook a nigga.
I'ma act bad, and I'm gonna flash off these daddy jiggers.
Get in my feelings by my cousin, and we mad, niggas.
I'ma get him dusted off the roof as if he's swerving with you.
Claim that he really know who he is,
you got him swerving with you.
I'm a big truck.
Roll up the pillows, side the pillow, I cannot slip up.
We don't give no fucks, nigga, play we trying to kill stuff.
Try and get my dicks up, tell your mama let me feel stuff.
I really be doing them things that them niggas personating.
Them pussy niggas, they ain't about nothing,
and they too soldier-hating.
I'll rob you, bitch.
I'll shoot you, bitch.
I'll jack you out your paper.
Check out my chains off.
Jump down with five, I'm trying to fight some.
I don't trust no bitch, no.
I know that that hoe don't fuck on anybody later on.
No, I'm with that shit, confront that trick, put that cake down.
They won't let me by, they wanna see a nigga fall down.
Want me to help them out or slit my throat,
because they been broke.
Pussy niggas, I want that to show the pussy, nigga.
Pussy niggas, pussy boy, I'd say you're lucky, nigga.
I heard them young niggas in New York waving in your bushes,
nigga.
Young pop off waving with the boy,
and he can't cook a nigga.
I'ma act bad, and I'm gonna flash off these daddy jellies.
Get at my feelings by my cousin, and we married, nigga.
I'ma get him dusted off the ref, that's if he's craving,
ain't you?
Claim that he real, know who he is,
you got him saving, ain't you?
I'm a big truck, what?
Roll off the pill, so how it feel like can I slip up?
We don't give no fucks, nigga, play we trying to kill stuff.
Trying to get my dicks up.
Tell your mama let me feel stuff. _
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