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NBA YoungBoy (feat. Trill Sammy & Cashmere Cat) Lyrics
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She ain't fuckin' with no average (she ain't fuckin' with no no)
I'm in love with the top, I done ran through the guap
When I walk in, bake it (bake it)
Top disappear just like magic
On the go, gotta have it
Fuck your hoe like a savage
Fuck your hoe like a savage
All this ice, all these carats (ooh)
That's your hoe, why she worryin'?
Look down at my phone, it's 3am, and all these missed calls came from you, you
I been up three days, there's somethin' 'bout this cash that make me fall through
Look down at my phone, it's 3am, and all these missed calls came from you, you
I been up three days, there's somethin' 'bout this cash that make me- (brr)
Now I gotta have it
Fuck the cash, turn to a savage
New Louis Vuitton, baby, check out the fashion
Fuck, I might take the bands straight to the casket
Pull up, now send me the addy
Throw up this cash, watch it fall to the floor
Sit down in the 8, try the candy
Pour up a cup, rest in peace to Big Moe
Gotta watch my back, I'm not just anybody
No-no-no I'm not average
Fuck your hoe like a savage
All this ice, all these carats (ooh)
That's your hoe, why she worryin'?
Look down at my phone, it's 3am, and all these missed calls came from you, you
I been up three days, there's somethin' 'bout this cash that make me fall through
Look down at my phone, it's 3am, and all these missed calls came from you, you
I been up three days, there's somethin' 'bout this cash that make me
What it is, tell me what do you feel
When I get in your face, ain't no talkin'
Five missed calls ringin' all long
Shawty be talkin', forever we ballin'
Hop in the bed and fuck til' the mornin'
Give you some head, you run it this mornin'
Whole lotta' money, you want it, I'm on it
Tribulations, murder right at the corner
I tend for to throw so much that you can't handle
Or count at the bottom at random
Police gave me a case you might handle
I'ma look like a daugher, I stand up
Haters too, where you be at?
I'ma fall and jump in, and not yet
I approach and I get in your head
Bringing up shit that somebody done said
All this ice, all these carats (ooh)
That's your hoe, why she worryin'?
Look down at my phone, it's 3am, and all these missed calls came from you, you
I been up three days, there's somethin' 'bout this cash that make me fall through
Look down at my phone, it's 3am, and all these missed calls came from you, you
I been up three days, there's somethin' 'bout this cash that make me- (brr)
The lyrics "Shawty live life lavish, She ain't fuckin' with no average" showcase the kind of girl YoungBoy is attracted to - someone who doesn't settle for mediocrity and lives life to the fullest. He then goes on to talk about his own success, having "ran through the guap," making money disappear "just like magic," and needing to have it all, even if it means acting like a "savage" with other people's girls. But even with all this wealth, YoungBoy still receives calls from someone he may have left behind, and there's something about the money that keeps him up for days.
The second verse of the song continues the theme of YoungBoy's obsession with money, but this time he speaks more directly about the different ways it affects his life. He becomes more reckless, willing to risk his life for new Louis Vuitton items or a large sum of cash. He also mentions pouring up a cup, which could be a reference to lean, a popular drug in the rap community. He acknowledges that he's not just anybody, and he's not average, hence his ability to handle all this money and the dangerous lifestyle that comes with it.
Overall, the song revolves around YoungBoy's dependence on cash and the thrill he gets from constantly making more, despite the toll it may take on his relationships and well-being.
Line by Line Meaning
Shawty live life lavish (live lavish)
The woman I'm with lives an extravagant lifestyle.
She ain't fuckin' with no average (she ain't fuckin' with no no)
She doesn't date guys who are ordinary.
I'm in love with the top, I done ran through the guap
I love being on top and have gone through a lot of money.
When I walk in, bake it (bake it)
When I enter a room, it sets things on fire.
Top disappear just like magic
I can make people disappear like magic.
On the go, gotta have it
I'm always in a hurry and need more.
Fuck your hoe like a savage
I have rough sex with your girlfriend.
All this ice, all these carats (ooh)
I have a lot of expensive jewelry.
That's your hoe, why she worryin'?
Why is your girlfriend calling me so much?
Look down at my phone, it's 3am, and all these missed calls came from you, you
I see that you've been calling me all night.
I been up three days, there's somethin' 'bout this cash that make me fall through
I've been awake for three days because I can't resist money.
Now I gotta have it
I absolutely need more money now.
Fuck the cash, turn to a savage
I'm willing to do anything to get more money, even if it's violent.
New Louis Vuitton, baby, check out the fashion
I have a new Louis Vuitton outfit that looks great.
Fuck, I might take the bands straight to the casket
I might spend all my money so that I die broke.
Pull up, now send me the addy
I'm coming over, give me your address.
Throw up this cash, watch it fall to the floor
I'm throwing my money around and enjoying it.
Sit down in the 8, try the candy
I'm sitting in my Cadillac and trying out some new drugs.
Pour up a cup, rest in peace to Big Moe
I'm pouring a drink and honoring a deceased rapper.
Gotta watch my back, I'm not just anybody
I have to be careful because I'm not an ordinary person.
No-no-no I'm not average
I'm not like everyone else.
What it is, tell me what do you feel
What's going on, how do you feel about it?
When I get in your face, ain't no talkin'
If I confront you, there won't be any conversation.
Five missed calls ringin' all long
I see that you've called me five times.
Shawty be talkin', forever we ballin'
My girl talks a lot and we always party together.
Hop in the bed and fuck til' the mornin'
We have sex all night.
Give you some head, you run it this mornin'
I'll give you oral sex and you'll run errands for me in the morning.
Whole lotta' money, you want it, I'm on it
If you want a lot of money, I can get it for you.
Tribulations, murder right at the corner
The neighborhood is dangerous and has seen murders.
I tend for to throw so much that you can't handle
I spend money so recklessly that people can't keep up.
Or count at the bottom at random
I've hidden money in random places that no one can find.
Police gave me a case you might handle
I have a legal problem that you might be able to help with.
I'ma look like a daugher, I stand up
I'll always look and act like a boss.
Haters too, where you be at?
Where are all my haters now?
I'ma fall and jump in, and not yet
I'm willing to take risks and haven't failed yet.
I approach and I get in your head
I have a way of getting into people's minds.
Bringing up shit that somebody done said
I'm bringing up old issues that someone else has said.
Lyrics ยฉ WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC
Written by: Samuel Michael Perrares Garcia
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@razqy667
is it me that just think this song slept on on and so calming๐ญ
@ogtoosmoove4443
Thought I was the only one thinking that
@meganokorie6922
frr
@WHITLEYGRIFFIN911
Exactly the best bihhhh he dropped.. he gotta vid this on a yacht ๐ค๐พ๐ค๐พ๐ค๐พ on a island just him
@elijah9832
@@WHITLEYGRIFFIN911 facts
@jalenwho
this shit stay on repeat!
@exist6nce
I pray who ever reads this becomes successful
@TheRealSkip
Amen
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