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Off 1Tenth Video (MV)




Performed By: Young Boy Never Broke Again
From Album: Until I Return
Language: English
Length: 2:09
Written by: Kentrell Deshawn Gaulden
Year: 2020




Young Boy Never Broke Again - Off 1Tenth Lyrics
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(Mook got the keys jumpin')
(Playboy on this bitch, but he ain't playin' though)

Went to the store got me a clean drank and turned the bitch dirty (there's firin', let's do it)
And I be rollin' off them beans at night and still gettin' dirty (I'm on this bitch)
We catch an opp, we get left at the light, we strictly on murder
(I'm still influenced, know how I get down this murder business)
I fell asleep smokin' that doja, woke up smokin' on purple
Pulled up on three of us 'bout five o'clock, now it's seven-thirty (Free DDawg, free Baba)
Gettin' it in, I'm all around the clock, I stay in a hurry
(Top Shotta, all them pussy-ass lil' boys say)
Make 'em lay down when them sticks hit, on Fairfax with a rich bitch
(You niggas ain't steppin' on nothin', you know I'm dirty, I'm on go)
Don't play 'round with that kill-switch, got drank, then I might buy the shit

I'm in that Benz or OJ
Tell Baba, get a four way
We gon' see what the smoke say
That .44 take off his face
I got hitters on the top lane tryna get at you like right now
Don't give a f*ck 'bout police signs, that mean faster, clear it out
Bring this shit this way, get show and tell with, believe that
Bring this shit this way, they ain't got no case, you seen that
You already know we swung that way, you better not swing back (better not swing back)
These bitch-ass niggas be hatin', they want me sittin' bad (they want me sittin' bad)
Incarceration, tied to the system
Mastermind, got plenty heads
You catch that nigga, make sure you zip him (yeah)
Got sixty racks off in the bag (yeah)
LA, just landed, PA send the heroin all in a food can
Ain't nobody safe, put that Drac' straight to his and bust that nigga ass (baow)
Pussy nigga end up dead, right on my side of town
Every stick be aimin' at his head, with no mind, how he found?
I got that shit up in my body, demons talkin' to me now
Tryna put a hit on anybody, hope he cap when I'm around

Went to the store, got me a clean drank and turned the bitch dirty
And I be rollin' off them beans at night and still gettin' dirty
We catch an opp, we get left at the light, we strictly on murder
I fell asleep smokin' that doja, woke up smokin' on purple
Pulled up on three of us 'bout five o'clock, now it's seven-thirty
Gettin' it in, I'm all around the clock, I stay in a hurry
Make 'em lay down when them sticks hit, on Fairfax with a rich bitch
Don't play 'round with that kill-switch, got drank, then I might buy the shit

Went to the store, got me a clean drank and turned the bitch dirty
And I be rollin' off them beans at night and still gettin' dirty
We catch an opp, we get left at the light, we strictly on murder
I fell asleep smokin' that doja, woke up smokin' on purple
Pulled up on three of us 'bout five o'clock, now it's seven-thirty
Gettin' it in, I'm all around the clock, I stay in a hurry
Make 'em lay down when them sticks hit, on Fairfax with a rich bitch
Don't play 'round with that kill-switch, got drank, then I might buy the shit
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(Mook got the keys jumpin')
(Playboy on this bitch, but he ain't playin' though)

Went to the store got me a clean drank and turned the bitch dirty (there's firin', let's do it)
And I be rollin' off them beans at night and still gettin' dirty (I'm on this bitch)
We catch an opp, we get left at the light, we strictly on murder
(I'm still influenced, know how I get down this murder business)
I fell asleep smokin' that doja, woke up smokin' on purple
Pulled up on three of us 'bout five o'clock, now it's seven-thirty (Free DDawg, free Baba)
Gettin' it in, I'm all around the clock, I stay in a hurry
(Top Shotta, all them pussy-ass lil' boys say)
Make 'em lay down when them sticks hit, on Fairfax with a rich bitch
(You niggas ain't steppin' on nothin', you know I'm dirty, I'm on go)
Don't play 'round with that kill-switch, got drank, then I might buy the shit

I'm in that Benz or OJ
Tell Baba, get a four way
We gon' see what the smoke say
That .44 take off his face
I got hitters on the top lane tryna get at you like right now
Don't give a f*ck 'bout police signs, that mean faster, clear it out
Bring this shit this way, get show and tell with, believe that
Bring this shit this way, they ain't got no case, you seen that
You already know we swung that way, you better not swing back (better not swing back)
These bitch-ass niggas be hatin', they want me sittin' bad (they want me sittin' bad)
Incarceration, tied to the system
Mastermind, got plenty heads
You catch that nigga, make sure you zip him (yeah)
Got sixty racks off in the bag (yeah)
LA, just landed, PA send the heroin all in a food can
Ain't nobody safe, put that Drac' straight to his and bust that nigga ass (baow)
Pussy nigga end up dead, right on my side of town
Every stick be aimin' at his head, with no mind, how he found?
I got that shit up in my body, demons talkin' to me now
Tryna put a hit on anybody, hope he cap when I'm around

Went to the store, got me a clean drank and turned the bitch dirty
And I be rollin' off them beans at night and still gettin' dirty
We catch an opp, we get left at the light, we strictly on murder
I fell asleep smokin' that doja, woke up smokin' on purple
Pulled up on three of us 'bout five o'clock, now it's seven-thirty
Gettin' it in, I'm all around the clock, I stay in a hurry
Make 'em lay down when them sticks hit, on Fairfax with a rich bitch
Don't play 'round with that kill-switch, got drank, then I might buy the shit

Went to the store, got me a clean drank and turned the bitch dirty
And I be rollin' off them beans at night and still gettin' dirty
We catch an opp, we get left at the light, we strictly on murder
I fell asleep smokin' that doja, woke up smokin' on purple
Pulled up on three of us 'bout five o'clock, now it's seven-thirty
Gettin' it in, I'm all around the clock, I stay in a hurry
Make 'em lay down when them sticks hit, on Fairfax with a rich bitch
Don't play 'round with that kill-switch, got drank, then I might buy the shit
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Writer: Kentrell Deshawn Gaulden
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