I Go By Youngboy And I Zip You Up Lyrics


I Go By Youngboy And I Zip You Up Lyrics By NBA YoungBoy. I go by YoungBoy and I’ll zip you up from talking sh^t These ni^^as bi^ches and I know that they ain’t ’bout that sh^t ‘Can’t come how I’m coming, I was a youngin’ when they tried that sh^t I been knockin’ ni^^as off, they never knew it was gonna come to this.

I Go By Youngboy And I Zip You Up Lyrics

(Drum Dummie)(CashMoneyAP)Aye, Free Choppa BoyAye, Free Choppa Boy, bi^chRIP Boosilla(DJ Swift on the track)RIP Big Dump(Mook Got the keys jumpin’)

Slime in this pent, bi^chbi^ch, I got .45 Glocks and a knife in this bi^chI got cutters in the house, I got pounds in this bi^chI got hoes runnin’ in and out, slime in this bi^ch

I go by YoungBoy and I’ll zip you up from talking sh^tThese ni^^as bi^ches and I know that they ain’t ’bout that sh^t‘Can’t come how I’m coming, I was a youngin’ when they tried that sh^tI been knockin’ ni^^as off, they never knew it was gonna come to thisbi^ch, I’ve been on some rider sh^t (Let’s go)I’ll leave ’em dead, got the whole city mad, I zip that boy ’bout what he saidYou can stunt like you mad, I put a bag on top of your head (What up)I was up in the Parish, slept with pink pairs under my bed‘Cause bi^ch I’m tryna flex somethingDo something with all y’allSoon as we get up on the wall, with my younging, punch his head offLittle bi^ch, I’m out the North SideI’m bustin’, I won’t stand downI’ll put the bi^ch up in a casket, fu^k up your headstoneThem ni^^as used to run the cityWon’t even claim that bi^chDon’t say nothin’ ’cause the sh^t ain’t seriousDon’t make me tame that sh^tThese youngins runnin’ with me with itThey on some dangerous sh^tBust and put two in your fittedI call that ‘gang a^^ist’

Rolling I just popped oneTryna body-bag and zip something, yeahPants hangin’ off my a^^, Glock on my side with a green flagTalkin’ reckless, caught him slippin’, went to bustin’, did him badSoon as swerve we bend a curb, don’t do no talkin’, that’s your a^^I ain’t got no chill, I’m tryna send a bi^ch to WinnfieldHad to show the pussy bi^ch I’ve been thatAnd bi^ch, I’m still isI pull up, make a ni^^a get back, like what the deal is?All these pussy bi^ches choosin’ sides like they don’t know ‘real’

Mm, come on, bi^ch uh-uh, let me go, yeah, yeah, bi^chI’ll do somethin’ with ya, and I’ll bang it out with ya, hoe a^^ ni^^aLet’s do it, look

Do what you do, I put you on the news, bi^ch, we could fight or shootbi^ch, I know these ni^^as know it’s murder when I’m comin’ throughbi^ch, I always win, I never lose, we gon’ fu^k over youYou become a victim of the chopper, put ’em on the news (Huh)

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