I Go (Never Broke Again feat. Big B & P Yungin)

I go by PY, You play with me you gon' die
Zip that pussy lil bitch up and send a nigga high
We got bodies you gon' die if you try to take mine
I told that pussy close his mouth he had to pay that fine

Don't do no tweetin' they walk down and they step with them heaters
Dropped out of school and I got rich and I said fuck my teachers
Make sure you catch that other boy for speakin' on my people
Leave his momma with a tissue, I'm the devil not the reaper

It like yeah, yeah Imma catch him and split that lil bitch brain
Bitch my heart be full of pain
Catch him in that pack that's fasho stains
We catch that bitch he gon lose his brain
All 50 ain't runnin from law my gang
Stupid lil boy die for that fame
Coupe lil bitch you just want a name

Pull up with them heaters, send that lil bitch to the reaper
They know I like blood, so when I see a bitch I'm turning evil
Fucked up from rolling up your damn partner
He got hit with that nigga
Ain't no helicopters bitch that Choppa slidin' through your people

I go by PY, You play with me you gon' die
Zip that pussy lil bitch up and send a nigga high
We got bodies you gon' die if you try to take mine
I told that pussy close his mouth he had to pay that fine

Don't do no tweetin' they walk down and they step with them heaters
Dropped out of school and I got rich and I said fuck my teachers
Make sure you catch that other boy for speakin' on my people
Leave his momma with a tissue, I'm the devil not the reaper

I said fuck the other side, he hung with them and he died
Caught him slippin' bust you up but all them bitches should've died
Murder business stand on everything I said I ain't gon' lie
I had to run em' over, drunk he out that window slangin' fire
Nigga shot me, since I shoot back all I know is murder now
For some reason I want all them niggas dead I don't know why
Tay and queese up in the store, all they want to do is slide
They tryna see who get the most bodies before they go inside
Who ain't ride? You a lie
That's my youngin yeah PY
Play with that and this break ties
And we gon' make some momma's cry
And tryin' to see who next to buy
While I sit back and I get high
(Haha) Dig em' up

I go by PY, You play with me you gon' die
Zip that pussy lil bitch up and send a nigga high
We got bodies you gon' die if you try to take mine
I told that pussy close his mouth he had to pay that fine

Don't do no tweetin' they walk down and they step with them heaters
Dropped out of school and I got rich and I said fuck my teachers
Make sure you catch that other boy for speakin' on my people
Leave his momma with a tissue, I'm the devil not the reaper

Pull up with them heaters, send that lil bitch to the reaper
They know I like blood, so when I see a bitch I'm turning evil
Fucked up from rolling up your damn partner
He got hit with that nigga
Ain't no helicopters bitch that Choppa slidin' through your people



Credits
Writer(s): Kamrein Mcclay, Trulondrick Norman, Ruben Luntungan, Victor Ferreira, Landen Donenfelser
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