YoungBoy Never Broke Again — Funds

[Intro] (I came a long way) [Verse 1] Walk-up at Saks and spent eighty grand It won’t be the opps Broke ass nigga start to diss, he a fan Tell the young nigga just stop And I been getting money since I learned that I can Tell em one up who held me down with cosmetics I be switching up the mode on the ride setting Holding on to my pole on my side bae Different type of flex I don't need more cars (Slime) Red, green flag, he a gang member (Mine) That's my bruh then ima paint with him Hit a fuck nigga up, leavе a stain with him You ain't finna squash shit, shouldn't have came with him Post up with the sticks morе game swishers Snake bitch, kill them all, they some lane switchers My clique send them all at your main niggas Top of the business I got more points then a bean bag Tie your arm up before you shoot it lose kickback Layin on my gravedigger chain where it hit at Scary ass nigga, got no aim, how you miss that? Murder through any hood, same whip, big hat X shit, my little nigga suwoop bang cartel Right shit, talking to the killers up in Glendale You ain't got to check shit long as it sent well [Chorus] Count a million cash got the time going slow Drugs keep a nigga calm from the shit I've seen Riding in a wraith out through the night Told the detective I upgraded my necklace I'm keeping it clean [Post-Chorus] Shawty want me, her ex fuck with my ex First first time, had to tell the queen, stop that Boss up, cause I'm knowing that you bout that Can't let a nigga think you a outlet It ain't nothing you can't get, you a breadwinner Took the heart off of the K left the head with her Standing on stage, in the back got the dead withcha Already got my nigga just stalking, he a deadsitter [Bridge] Before I departed away from my soul Told my lil son to stay with em He keep chasin this bitch and get hit with the stick Make sure that they lay in the grave with him [Verse 3] Came through, shots out coupe, home run, top Babe Ruth Keep your cool Standing on business, don't break no rules Never for a penny I ain't buying that cash, I get it rented I be on they ass, til they buried in the city I popped that boy, mad I ain't finish You don't deserve for to live pussy bitch you ain't billy [Chorus] Count a million cash got the time going slow Drugs keep a nigga calm from the shit I've seen Riding in a wraith all thru the night Told the detective I upgraded my necklace I'm keeping it clean [Post-Chorus] Shorty want me, her ex fuck with my ex First first time, had to tell the queen, stop that Boss up, cause i'm knowing that you bout that Can't let a nigga think you an outlet It ain't nothing you can't get, you a breadwinner Took the heart off of the K, left the head with her Standing on stage, in the back got the dead withcha Already got my nigga just stalking, he a deadsitter (Count a million cash got the time going slow, Ooh)