Walking Dead
YoungBoy Never Broke Again Lyrics


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(Goddamn, BJ with another one)
Hahahaha, haha
Hahahahaha

It done kicked in, I'm on now, and I'm out of my top
Hit that block, the window roll down, and we let them shots off
Cemetery, cemetery, bodies right on my block
Pall bearer, get 'em buried, I'm gon' get 'em knocked off
Okay, Ace of Spades, poker face, Wockhardt, walking dead
In that new Mulsanne like I'm insane
Blow out the brain, I spark the lead
Walk, arm stretched, accurate
I say, "Shoot up where he stay"
Most time I be full of meds
Kill switch, leave a nigga dead
Ten say we go ten for ten
Slimes for slimes, that's head to head
Creeper when I'm walkin' in
Slang that iron for the slain ones dead
Nigga, you gon' watch your mouth
I'ma put you up, that's how we gon' play it
I'll equip again, back to the Nawf
I be posted where they bangin' red

Leanin' off that kickstand
I say drive that Rolls in case
Go and find my hitman, he know I love to clean up mess
4L tatted, 'round my neck
Let's get active, then press next
Bitch, that caption will get you stretched
Cut back massive, hit him, wreck
On sight clap 'em, and don't miss
Clean the city, FEMA wrist
AP fashion, mean his wrist
Murder one, I seen the shit
Just light, and they got the top down
You would think I'm Ken, got hella bricks
He a demon baby but he Heaven-sent
They don't weigh the same, that's a heavy stick
Roller coaster when the MAC-11 spit
Fuck you mean you ain't eatin', nigga?
Take him out, this ain't no Belly shit
Interruptin' my meal, nigga
Separate his ass on some section shit
Gang ties in them people eyes
Seen my mans in all type of shit
But I'm numbed up through all of it

It done kicked in, I'm on now, and I'm out of my top
Hit that block, the window roll down, and we let them shots off
Cemetery, cemetery, bodies right on my block
Pall bearer, get 'em buried, I'm gon' get 'em knocked off
Okay, Ace of Spades, poker face, Wockhardt, walking dead
In that new Mulsanne like I'm insane
Blow out the brain, I spark the lead
Walk, arm stretched, accurate
I say, "Shoot up where he stay"
Most time I be full of meds
Kill switch, leave a nigga dead
Ten say we go ten for ten
Slimes for slimes, that's head to head
Creeper when I'm walkin' in
Slang that iron for the slain ones dead
Nigga, you gon' watch your mouth
I'ma put you up, that's how we gon' play it
I'll equip again, back to the Nawf
I be posted where they bangin' red

I run that money up, I could fill a Brinks truck
On Dump, they gone die in here, if they try to breach us
Bitch, why you try to run? You ain't know your cleats stuck
Blow the strap and leave you laid out with your feet up
Nigga try to walk like Top, like, they want be us
Bitch, we the reason your brother murder got your tension up (damn)
I say, "God be with them niggas," talkin' 'bout zippin' us
I'm that nigga, made them ship them juvies from the Parish, what you sayin'?

It done kicked in, I'm on now, and I'm out of my top
Hit that block, the window roll down, and we let them shots off
Cemetery, cemetery, bodies right on my block
Pall bearer, get 'em buried, I'm gon' get 'em knocked off
Okay, Ace of Spades, poker face, Wockhardt, walking dead
In that new Mulsanne like I'm insane
Blow out the brain, I spark the lead
Walk, arm stretched, accurate
I say, "Shoot up where he stay"
Most time I be full of meds
Kill switch, leave a nigga dead
Ten say we go ten for ten
Slimes for slimes, that's head to head
Creeper when I'm walkin' in
Slang that iron for the slain ones dead
Nigga, you gon' watch your mouth
I'ma put you up, that's how we gon' play it
I'll equip again, back to the Nawf
I be posted where they bangin' red

Woah, woah, woah, woah (4KTrey)
Woah, woah, woah, woah (yeah)




Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah (Goddamn, BJ with another one)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Walking Dead" by YoungBoy Never Broke Again are centered around violence, power, and dominance in the streets. YoungBoy describes his actions as a powerful force that has taken over him, saying "It done kicked in, I'm on now, and I'm out of my top." He talks about going out to the block to let off shots and burying bodies. He also mentions his affiliation with the 4KTrey gang, yells out their name multiple times throughout the song, and boasts about his money and influence. He mentions the lethal weapons he carries; a new Mulsanne (Bentley), a killer drug Wockhardt, and an Ace of Spades card referencing his perceived invincibility. He talks about his determination to eliminate anyone who disrespects him, threatening to "put them up" and walking "arm stretched, accurate". Overall, the song paints a picture of a powerful figure who is unbothered by law or consequences and has the ability to cause destruction at will.




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Written by: Kentrell Deshawn Gaulden

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

SLIME

Goddamn, BJ with another one
Hahaha, ha ha
Hahahahaha
It done kicked in, I'm on now, and I'm out of my top
Hit that block, the window rolled down, and we let them shots off
Cemetery, cemetery, bodies right on my block
Pall bearer, get 'em buried, I'ma get 'em knocked off
Okay, ace of spades, poker face, wild card, walking dead
In that new Mulsanne like I'm insane
Blow out the brain, I spark the lead
Walk, arm stretched, accurate
I say, "Shoot up where he stay"
Most timΠ΅ I be full of meds
Kill switch, leavΠ΅ a nigga dead
Ten say we go ten for ten
Slimes for slimes, that's head for head
Creeper when I'm walkin' in
Slang that iron for to slain ones head
Nigga, you gon' watch your mouth
I'ma put you up, that's how we gon' play it
[?] back to the Nawf
I be posted where they bangin' red
Leanin' out that kickstand, I say drive that rose and kids
Glorify my hitman, he know I love to clean up mess
4L tatted, 'round my neck
Let's get active, then press next
Bitch, that caption get you stretched
Cut back massive, hit him, wreck
On sight clap 'em, and don't miss
Clean the city, [?]
AP fashion, mean his wrist
Murder one, I seen that shit
Just like they got the top down
You would think I'm Ken, got hella bricks
He a demon baby but he Heaven-sent
They don't weigh the same that's a heavy stick
Roller coaster when the MAC-11 spit
Fuck you mean you ain't eatin', nigga?
Take him out, this ain't no belly shit
Interruptin' my meal, nigga
Separate his ass on some section shit
Gang ties in them people eyes
So my mans in all type of shit
But I'm numbed up through all of it
It done kicked in, I'm on now, and I'm out of my top
Hit that block, the window rolled down, and we let them shots off
Cemetery, cemetery, bodies right on my block
Pall bearer, get 'em buried, I'm gon' get 'em knocked off
Okay, ace of spades, poker face, wild card, walking dead
In that new Mulsanne like I'm insane
Blow out the brain, I spark the lead
Walk, arm stretched, accurate
I say, "Shoot up where he stay"
Most time I be full of meds
Kill switch, leave a nigga dead
Ten say we go ten for ten
Slimes for slime, that's head for head
Creeper when I'm walkin' in Slang that iron for to slain ones head
Nigga, you gon' watch your mouth
I'ma put you up, that's how we gon' play it
[?] back to the Nawf
I be posted where they bangin' red
I run that money up, I could fill a Brinks truck
On Dump, they gone die in here, if they try to breach us
Bitch, why you try to run? You know your cleats stuck
Blow the strap and leave you laid out with your feet up
Nigga try to walk like Top, like, they wanna be us
Bitch, we the reason your brother murder got your tension up
I say, "God be with them niggas, " talk bout, zippin' us
I'm that nigga, made them juvis from the Parish, what you sayin'?
It ain't kick, then I'm on now, and I'm out of my top
Hit that block, the windows rolled down, then we let the shots off
Cemetery, cemetery, bodies right on my block
Pall bearer, get 'em bare, I'm gon' get 'em knocked off
Okay, ace of spades, poker face, wild card, walking dead
In that new Mulsanne like I'm insane
Blow out the brain, I sparkle it
Walk, arm stretched, accurate
I say, "Shooter, where you stay?"
Most time I be feel amaze
Catch him, leave a nigga dead
Tears say we go ten for ten
Slimes for slimes, that's head for head
Creepin' when I'm walkin' in
Slang that iron for the slime, we said
Nigga, you gon' watch your mouth
I'ma put you up, that's how we gon' play
[?] back to the Nawf
I be posted where they bangin' red



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When you love your job, it aint work, its fun

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