YoungBoy Never Broke Again — Mall Trip

[Intro] (Ayy Marc, what it do?) Ayy, ayy, ayy, look, come here [?] You know what this is You wan' fuck with this? ([?]) Lemme give that to you You know how to make it hard? It don’t take much, look Grab the spoon, put a lil' bit on top Put the soda on top, put a lil' few water drops [Verse] Then you let the flame burn God, I been betrayed plenty times and my heart burn Go back to the same things that hurt me once, guess I don’t learn I guess that I’m just rich with an empty mind I don’t wanna waste no time When we get it, we open it, hit it and stretch it and bag it up I’m so up, I could fill up a dually-truck 38 in the the Nawf, I’ma leave it therе Find out where he at and you know that wе on it We pullin' up on 'em and meet 'em there Somebody hit up from there gon' be left for the corners Ain’t a stain there, yeah, yeah I spent thirty, on one mall trip, let’s go I got that blicky, you could try me, make the mall clear I be chasin' that money, I fuck on these bitches, they sayin' that When we spin on yo' block, the nigga gon' shoot Lay on the backseat like a dead man Wear a vest how you want, you know I’ma dump You know I’ma aim where ya head at I’m A.I., 38, 4KTREY I get on yo' ass, bitch, red that