NBA Youngboy – Pay Me Audio

Lyrics Pay Me – NBA Youngboy

You’re stuck, quit that lame s**t, get to yo’ galaxy
My suitors ain’t friendly, YoungBoy a ..
My foreigns ain’t ready, I got guns in ’em
I secure the bid, don’t give a f**k ’bout who up in it

Just tell ’em, Pay me
I’m on my s**t, don’t try to play me
Yo’ ho want d!ck, tell her, Pay me
I’m in this b**ch because they paid me
I’m on, I’m on, let’s do it

Hundred racks, hundred racks, ran through it
Only given one chance, I blew it
I don’t wan’ be no man, I’m good
I know that they just wan’ see how I do it
Bodies pull up in Balenciagas, I f**k up my ‘hood
Know that I run that money up, my truck inside my hood
Stolo, this a runner, up inside with stolen goods
Put him up, put him up, hit him with the Glock, young n**ga
Lame a*s boy better not try nothin’
Okay, okay, f lood the whole block, young n**ga
Tell him, Hit the phone, he ain’t got nothin’ with him
What you gon’ do Big B, he pullin’ up with it
Come on side real fast, he’ll drop some

Weak as ho ain’t got nothin’
Strong a*s n**ga can’t hop somethin’
Number one on the ..
Comin’ out window
Bu-du-du-du-du, that’s the shots I’m sendin’
Yeah, I got that stick for to clear out the street
Fresher than ivory, movin’, I’m green
Study my stats, I’m BOP

Celine, Celine
We’ll see the lean
Codine
.30, that’ll cap ..
No meet and greet, I’m in
Hold on the gas, Celine, Celine
That’s sippin’ lean, Codine
That’s all that Ineed
Never I’ll trip ’bout a thing
He say that he family, I know he ain’t loyal to me
But, he f**k with them n**gas
I’m guessin’ he think that they go harder than me

Galaxy, time of life, this the place to be
I got scars all on my body
But, I got McQueen all on my feet
I’m a new ..
I’m your highness, all hail YB
N**ga you a gangsta, always real
Don’t be fake like s**t I see

Just tell ’em, Pay me
I’m on my s**t, don’t try to play me
Yo’ ho want d!ck, tell her, Pay me
I’m in this b**ch because they paid me
I’m on, I’m on, let’s do it

From the back get to grippin’, get to it
When she told me, Go harder, I did it
I ain’t foolin’ around with these lames
I’m with the realest young n**gas up in it
I’m with the youngins that shoot up the city
And they know that the police probably close to the minute
Don’t give no f**k, they catchin’ that K
Put the burner up there and they changin’ they linen
Her body exotic
Slime in the Maybach Nawf like it got hydraulics
Hottie, thottie, lookin’ for narcotics
She wan’ take some Oxys, that’s a shame
G6 get her right, baby, comin’ right on top my plane
I can’t sleep at night, f**ked up, I got money on my mind

Just tell ’em, Pay me
I’m on my s**t, don’t try to play me
Yo’ ho want d!ck, tell her, Pay me
I’m in this b**ch because they paid me
I’m on, I’m on, let’s do it…

Written by YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Jason Goldberg, Harto Beats & YOUNGERNEXTLIFE
Album: Ma’ I Got A Family
Produced by Jason Goldberg, Harto Beats & YOUNGERNEXTLIFE
NBA YoungBoy | 2022

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