Bring The Hook-NBA Youngboy Lyrics

“Bring The Hook”

[Intro]

Any last words?

It’s a murder business

Yeah (D-Roc)

[Verse 1]

This gun was bought just for to kill niggas

What you on 4? You already know how we get down

We be them motherfuckin’ gravediggers

Pallbearers bring your body to the grave

We leave him slayed, nigga

It ain’t a open case, we left his motherfuckin’ brain missin’ (Grr)

Hold on, diamond chains, we leave a stain

Shawty just wan’ give me brain

Slidin’ in that fast thing, nigga know I blew the brains

Shawty tryna sell me things, know I want the whole thing

Know my brother sell that boy, if not heroine it’s pure cocaine

Know wе distributors

Them hollows, you can smell it through the city, wе pollutin’

Don’t aim it, you just shoot it

Like Chief Sosa say, “Better get your ass up outta here, Juwanna Mann” (Get out of here)

Text him through the night and through the day

That be my fuckin’ man

Bro’nem swing that, left out stains

He in Miami and he hidin’ from this murder gang (He hidin’)

The feds know my name, they tryna lock me up in chains

The homicide detectives say Kentrell to fuckin’ blame

We leave out teddy bears right there where he bleed at

She sent the text, ain’t read that

I been in here with Jaz, count that bag, bitch, believe that

That Jag’ matte black, bet soon as you see it, better run from that

We aimin’ with them straps to leave you clapped right where we see you at

Hold on, swang that cutter, hold on, know it got a kick-back

Youngin’ weighed a hundred pounds, know he can’t control that

Run up on me, it’s gon’ go down, you know that I’ma blow that

Utah with a lot of pounds with me, where your ho at

[Chorus]

Fuck it, bring the hook

Kill that nigga, think he saw a gremlin how his body shook

With that stick, that be my fishin’ pole, another opp got hooked

I see souls, I’m with my kids

Get them fuckin’ bodies outta here

I got locked inside the penn’, but now I’m out

Bitch, this Don Dada year

Spotted, then we followed him

Call that boy a dead man, name that boy Rudolph

When he see that red beam, headshot, that’s a skully scene

Lil Dee, that’s my cousin, man

Know that he don’t give no fuck, he aimin’ for the head, man

[Verse 2]

Nigga, this that Squid Game, O’Block pack get rolled up

Murder what they told us, Atlanta boy get fold up

Nigga get your hoes up, these bitches throwin’ up green flags

Throwin’ that NBA up, for me, set you up to bust your ass

And know I keep that murder bag

Right on him, leave a toe tag

Inside the freezer, where them people put ’em ‘fore they stitch his ass

No glitchin’, better not freeze up before a nigga blitz his ass

Brra-baow-baow, flip his ass (Haha)

Northside, nigga know that’s my side

Utah, come here bitch, get hogtied, another died

Oh Lord, man this nigga crazy, he do not respect them boys

He don’t give a fuck, he check up off the list, they squad

He pray to the Devil, then that nigga pray to God

Say he got on face paint and his nigga paid for it

Say my name, get slayed for it

I ain’t playin’ with your ho-ass nigga

You know I’m comin’ anywhere

Like, “Why the fuck you say that nigga?”

You know I’m dyin’ anywhere, I bet they say I blew my pistol

I bet they say I took one with me

Lil AI Top, I’m too official

You should not play with gravediggers

You know them pallbearers ship ’em

You know I pull off plenty killings

You know that we keep plenty pistols

[Chorus]

Fuck it, bring the hook

Kill that nigga, think he saw a gremlin how his body shook

With that stick, that be my fishin’ pole, another opp got hooked

I see souls, I’m with my kids

Get them fuckin’ bodies outta here

I got locked inside the penn’, but now I’m out

Bitch, this Don Dada year

Spotted, then we followed him

Call that boy a dead man, name that boy Rudolph

When he see that red beam, headshot, that’s a skully scene

Lil Dee, that’s my cousin, man

Know that he don’t give no fuck, he aimin’ for the head, man

[Verse 3]

Mortician coat on, I’m doin’ surgeries on his body

It been so long, they been sayin’ they gon’ pop my noggin

Run up on me then I cock it

In front the crowd then I pop it

Know I want smoke with anybody, no, the label can not stop it

Northside with a sawed-off shotty

Nigga, you don’t want these problems

Must don’t want your fuckin life

You steady talkin’ like you ’bout it

I’m with these demons day and night

And you know that be my closest partner

Don’t trust YoungBoy, ’cause he ain’t right

You jokin’, he gon’ kill you ’bout it

Squeeze that Glock as soon as he sighted

Nigga stop that fuckin’ talkin’

Split that boy while on a bike

Or catch him while he fuckin’ walkin’

Live this shit, that’s why I talk it

I’m fly, you know that I’ma hawk ’em

Make them people outline chalk ’em

[Chorus]

Fuck it, bring the hook

Kill that nigga, think he saw a gremlin how his body shook

With that stick, that be my fishin’ pole, another opp got hooked

I see souls, I’m with my kids

Get them fuckin’ bodies outta here

I got locked inside the penn’, but now I’m out

Bitch, this Don Dada year

Spotted, then we followed him

Call that boy a dead man, name that boy Rudolph (Rudolph)

When he see that red beam, headshot, that’s a skully scene (Haha)

Lil Dee, that’s my cousin, man (Yeah, yeah)

Know that he don’t give no fuck, he aimin’ for the head, man

[Outro]

You already know though

You already know

Nigga

Lil Dee, that be my—

That bitch skully nigga, that bitch skully (Haha)

I’m high as a muthafucker

He gon’ pop ya noggin

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