We shot him in his head huh Lyrics – NBA YoungBoy

We shot him in his head huh Lyrics by NBA YoungBoy is latest English song. Lyrics of this song is written YoungBoy Never Broke Again, 17OnDaTrack, D-Roc & Barragini and Music is produced by 17OnDaTrack, D-Roc & Barragini.

We shot him in his head huh Lyrics - NBA YoungBoy

We shot him in his head huh Lyrics – NBA YoungBoy

Don’t wan’ f*ck with me (17)
You n!ggas don’t wan’ f*ck with me
(D-Roc)
I’m in this b!tch, and I do my sh!t

And, I Slime (Baow, baow)
ChopaBoy got a stick
And he’ll shoot it in this b!tch (What it is, n!gga?)
Look…

Left your partner dead (huh)
We shot him in his head (huh)
DOJ invest in me
I’m caught up with the feds (huh)
Hold on, boom, youngin put him on the news
Saw a video, ain’t move
I told him that I’m out my mind
I’m a f*ckin’ fool

Who wan’ come play with us?
B!tch, we got them Ks with us (Them Ks)
Man, f*ck your Sprinter van
B!tch, we’ll shoot it up
Real gravedigger, I’ll tie your f!ckin’ momma up
Lil’ nigga (Yeah)

187, we tryna get these b!tches knocked off
Catch me creepin’ through your window on my tip t0es (Baow, baow)
Got a bad b!tch in here with me on her tiptoes
Make her bend it over, then I press it ’til I can’t no more

Checked his phone, he was on FaceTime with his momma
Ask him, will I take his soul, n!gga? (Baow, baow)
B!tch you knowin’ how— Hold on, n!gga (Baow, baow)
Knock that pu$$y off his t0es

My heart gone, my soul gone
Pu$$y, I been goin’ through it
Tear it down or shoot it out
It’s any way that you wanna do it, n!gga

I’m in this b!tch, I with that sh!t
I keep that stick, b!tch, play with me, I get you hit
Lil’ boy, YoungBoy (Yeah)
(Baow, baow) I’m in this b!tch, I’m doin’ my dance, I’m murder man
I keep some tucked inside my pants, n!gga (Baow)

I wanna get one to murder
Take your face off, b!tch, knock your head off
I wanna get one to murder
I’m talkin’ ’bout pullin’ up, jumpin’ out, we chase you down

Who wan’ come play with us?
B!tch, we got them Ks with us
Man, f*ck your Sprinter van
B!tch, we’ll shoot it up

Real gravedigger
I’ll tie your f*ckin’ momma up, lil’ n!gga
You a b!tch, a pure ho
Just tell me if you want it with us

I wanna get one to murder
Take your face off, bitch (I’m Lil Top, n!gga)
Knock your head off (It’s Top, b!tch)
I wanna get one to murder (Yeah)

I’m talkin’ ’bout pullin’ up
Jumpin’ out, we chase s!it down…

Go ask my momma, she was the first to tell me
“Kill that pu$$y n!gga”
I, I, I been wildin’, I been out my body
He been talkin’ all that sh!t from over Insta ’til the day we caught him

I wanna get one to murder
Take your face off, b!tch, knock your head off
I wanna get one to murder (Grr)
I’m talkin’ ’bout pullin’ up, jumpin’ out, we chase sh!t down (Boom, bah)

Hold on (It’s murder gang)
Bang, bang, bang, bitch
Brrt, bah-baow-baow
Yeah…

Song Name: We shot him in his head huh
Singer:NBA YoungBoy
Lyrics:YoungBoy Never Broke Again, 17OnDaTrack, D-Roc & Barragini
Produced By:17OnDaTrack, D-Roc & Barragini
Label: YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Release Date: 4 February 2024

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