@NbaYoungBoy – “I Hate YoungBoy” Lyric Video
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"YoungBoy they gon' kill you" [TikTok Song]

NBA YoungBoy – “I Hate YoungBoy” Lyrics:
"YoungBoy, they gon' kill you, you better stop dissin' them"
Tell them **, "** 'em, " and they know that I ain't scared of them
How you talkin' ** when nothin' ain't died about your cousin nem?
Quando got no filter, and he say that, they gon' ** wit' him
Clean up on aisle O, youngin' let that chop blow
Ayy, my brother let that stick blow, ** know that's my smoke
He called me a **, that's India, that be your h*
Posted with that stick like Indians, they want my soul
Post about it, **, I got like thirty million, my mind gone
And I'm gon' be rich inside my casket once my time gone
I'm bumpin' Wooski, turnt up with some groupies while at my home
Why you drop that wack-** song? ** **, you should've known
My daddy tell me, "Leave it 'lone, " but I'm like, "Man, ** them **"
Used to ** with Gucci 'til I seen he like them ** **
Momma know I 'm ruthless, talkin' stupid, make me bust a **
They know I'm on house arrest so they feel like they official
**, I kill you, then I take your whistle, God know I don't like you **
Feds wanna lock a ** up 'cause he tote baby missiles **,
Don't bring my baby momma up, she richer than your **

Every ** did a feature with you, slime out to get 'em
Set 'em up then point a **, field goal, Romo
Know I keep that nine with me, you can act like you don't know
Baby with 'em, 4PF , four poles firin'
Want me for to die? Tell that ** "Cross the line"
I ain't got no **' mind, tell 'em, "Free Baba, " that's my evil twin
Youngin' bouncin' on his tippy-toes when he creepin' in
He get drug tested but still on dope, prescription came in
I be turnt up with my baby mommas, I ain't got no ** friends
He got Rolls, my McLaren, he got Maybach and Range Rover
He got Bentley GT, Redeye, black coating
Slidin' in a Tesla, and he got that yay on
** ** dissin' me, mad about his dead homie
**, I'm a real Blood, and I'm screamin', "Blatt"
I get free, they know where I'm at, I'm posted 'cross that track
Still don't wanna drop my son off, know somebody might get whacked
Board the jet, you know I'm flyin' off, I land, I'm smokin' thrax
Where you at? Your security, they get bust at too
I don't give no ** about this rap **, I'll bust at you
Your daddy hit the feds, ** that **, he a **, too
Tell him sit on side your cousin momma while that ** grieved too
And that lil' **, she say, "4L, " huh? I say, "Heads or tails, slime"
Tell 'em, "Kill YoungBoy, " all of y'all gon' ** fail, hah
Let me check my mail, five, fifteen mills, just for the slime
Stomp him in his ** face, I left him with my Nike sign
Free Lil Meechy off the line, ** know I'm big slime
Win or lose, no draw, **, them boys know I'm 'bout mine
Don't know nothin' but slang iron, ain't respondin' no more
I just wanna make the ** go, he way from the go
You know where I stay, don't let me find your home
They don't let me see my daughter from the time I'm on
Hear that blicky sound, that's the Dada tone
Feel like Boosie don't even like me, **, don't call my phone
Tell Apple I said, "** 'em, " they promote his song
They be hatin' on Tim and Quando, they act like they wrong
YouTube streamers, they be **-ridin', don't react no more
You ** with them, don't ** with me and that's just how that go

When I release, this pure drop, that be pure dope
Chinese Kitty don't wanna be my girl, she like them folks
Momma told me for to take my Ritalin and I said, "No"
Sarah Snyder always think I'm trippin' 'cause I'm real slow
Hold on, I ain't even, I ain't even rappin', Jason
I'm really just, I'm really just lettin' these ** know it's, "** them"
You heard me? These **-** ** act like they scared to die
YoungBoy, I been thuggin', I been slime, I ain't scared to die
I don't ** with CC, but my oldest brother Crip
I be on DC, DC, Marvel, that be him
I be on repeat, waitin' on them just for to trip
F**k the whole industry, they know, don't try to get at him

Hah, yeah, it's 4KTrey, Nawfside, 38, **, free DDawg
We put guns to the face, **-** **, how you wanna do it?
You already know what I say, **, who gon' die today?
**-** **, we put guns to the face, you heard me?
Them **-** **, man, these **-** ** act like they don't like YoungBoy
I guarantee you can't say not one thing YoungBoy did to these **-** **
These **-** ** be hatin', you heard me? I ain't trippin' these **-** **
These **-** ** gon' catch it, you heard me? They gon' catch it
They gon' catch everything a ** throw at them, believe that

You heard me? This slime **, you hear me? Big 5, you hear me?
We gon' bang for life, **, how you wanna do it for? Yeah
And I don't ** with you **, believe that

YoungBoy, they gon' kill you, you better stop dissin' them
Tell them **, "** 'em, " man, they know that I ain't scared of them

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