YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Rough Ryder Lyrics

[Intro]

(Adam Slide made the beat slide)

(Goddamn, BJ with another one)

[Refrain]

Body bag, toe tag, in the streets, another victim

Juggin’ bag, gettin’ it on, cold ass bloody nigga

Just another sign, blow his ass, another trace, another record

Just a bitch who talkin’ down or another nigga think he fuckin’ with me

Dirty game, fuckin’ shame, kiss me ’cause she love that nigga

Dirt up on my name, fuck the fame, free DDawg from out the system

Gang gon’ stay the same, your friends gon’ change, slide with my bro and with this pistol

Bitch, I keep my thing, I let it bang, don’t play no games, we quick to peel him, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]

Pistol packin’ in the North, 4Trey stack in the North

I’m down to kill a whole house when my feelings involved

I’m down to push the button on y’all, I give my brothers one call

And while I’m singin’ all my pain, they plan on tearin’ me down

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[Chorus]

I’m a rough rider, lowlife, made nigga, yeah

I’m a fuckin’ problem, thirty pop him, play, we pop his head

You know Top’ll stop ’em, we clear the scene and leave these niggas red

Where I go, them hitters follow, they on my ass, but I know the game, let’s play it

[Verse 1]

On top my shit, these pussy niggas hatin’, face me, nigga

Ridin’ ’round in my Rolls-Royce screamin’, “Gang,” I know you hate me, nigga

We gon’ forever bang and stay untamed, they tryna break me, nigga

Bitch, I’m twenty, I done spent four million and dropped a half just for to zip ’em

Lay your bed, I throw the pillow (Ooh, yeah)

Pallbearer runnin’ with the fuckin’ gravediggers, yeah

Public figure ridin’ with the fuckin’ K’s with him


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Don’t give a fuck ’bout how I turn out once his mans with him

I’m quick to jump out with my gun out, they gon’ slang with him

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[Pre-Chorus]

Pistol packin’ in the North, 4Trey stack in the North

I’m down to kill a whole house when my feelings involved

I’m down to push the button on y’all, I give my brothers one call

And while I’m singin’ all my pain, they plan on tearin’ me down

[Chorus]

I’m a rough rider, lowlife, made nigga, yeah

I’m a fuckin’ problem, thirty pop him, play, we pop his head

You know Top’ll stop ’em, we clear the scene and leave these niggas red

Where I go, them hitters follow, they on my ass, but I know the game, let’s play it

[Verse 2]

AI pull up, all these hoes, they wanna know where Top at

Motherfuck a show, I dropped my tape, now where my fuckin’ guap at?

Soon as I walk up in my show, they tryna see where my Glock at

They know I’m strapped up in this bitch, I shoot and you can’t stop that

I’m thuggin’

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[Chorus]

I’m a rough rider, lowlife, made nigga, yeah

I’m a fuckin’ problem, thirty pop him, play, we pop his head

You know Top’ll stop ’em, we clear the scene and leave these niggas red

Where I go, them hitters follow, they on my ass, but I know the game, let’s play it

[Refrain]

Body bag, toe tag, in the streets, another victim

Juggin’ bag, gettin’ it on, cold ass bloody nigga

Just another sign, blow his ass, another trace, another record

Just a bitch who talkin’ down or another nigga think he fuckin’ with me

Dirty game, fuckin’ shame, kiss me ’cause she love that nigga

Dirt up on my name, fuck the fame, free DDawg from out the system

Gang gon’ stay the same, your friends gon’ change, slide with my bro and with this pistol

Bitch, I keep my thing, I let it bang, don’t play no games, we quick to peel him

[Outro]

XO

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