Red Rum
Youngboy Never Broke Again Lyrics


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This for all them 38 babies out the North you hear me?
Look, gang

This that red rum shit, fuck how you come shit
Better keep your gun bitch, fuck where you from bitch
Play and you get stunk bitch, we on that dumb shit
And fuck Donald Trump bitch, that NBA shit
Hoes I don't play with, I hate all that fake shit
Stunting on my ex bitch, I know she can't stand it
Burner on my waist bitch, I be on that bang shit
Fuck up out my face bitch, I be on that gang shit
Get shot in your face bitch, reaching for my chain bitch
Made it out them chains bitch, I'll never change bitch
Still keep that thing bitch, catch me tryna drill some shit
Still with my same clique, and no you can't hang bitch

I go by YoungBoy, what it is?
Pull up, me and twin, and you know we full of pills
Pass that ass ho, mane get the fuck up out my grill
Fuck your old mane, he gon' get hit with the steel
These niggas some hoes, man they don't want no smoke
38 baby, I ain't slippin', bitch I keep a pole
Need a money machine, I don't want to count no more
Five Fantas from the store, red drink I pour some more
Fuck the laws, up in public, got that thang on me
If he play you better kill him, heard that from my mama
If a nigga touch me, it's gon' be a problem
Hit you with that llama, bitch you know I keep that chopper

This that red rum shit, fuck how you come shit
Better keep your gun bitch, fuck where you from bitch
Play and you get stunk bitch, we on that dumb shit
And fuck Donald Trump bitch, that NBA shit
Hoes I don't play with, I hate all that fake shit
Stunting on my ex bitch, I know she can't stand it
Burner on my waist bitch, I be on that bang shit
Fuck up out my face bitch, I be on that gang shit
Get shot in your face bitch, reaching for my chain bitch
Made it out them chains bitch, I'll never change bitch
Still keep that thing bitch, catch me tryna drill some shit
Still with my same clique, and no you can't hang bitch

This lil' ho tryna finesse me, she think that I'm stupid
I told that ho stop all that flexing, what up with that coochie
He keep showin' off that gun but he ain't gon' use it
You know all my niggas ruthless, you know that we quick to shoot it
Bitch hold up, you need to put some polish on your toes
I'm tryna get my son some head while he one years old
Bitch I'm out the North and half my niggas throwin' up them fours
Soldier really pimpin', catch you cuffin', he gon' take your ho
Shoot like Scottie Pippen from the three, gon' hit you from the road
I just bought a chopper from 3-3 and on the back it fold
All my nigags trappin', what you need, they don't never close
Bitch I'm from the streets, I'm 'bout that drama, I'll never fold
I just raised the murder rate up in my city bitch
Fuck the race, I ain't in no competition bitch
Fuck the media, in real life we really zippin' shit
You know we don't spare nobody, shoot you in your shit

This that red rum shit, fuck how you come shit
Better keep your gun bitch, fuck where you from bitch
Play and you get stunk bitch, we on that dumb shit
And fuck Donald Trump bitch, that NBA shit
Hoes I don't play with, I hate all that fake shit
Stunting on my ex bitch, I know she can't stand it
Burner on my waist bitch, I be on that bang shit
Fuck up out my face bitch, I be on that gang shit
Get shot in your face bitch, reaching for my chain bitch
Made it out them chains bitch, I'll never change bitch




Still keep that thing bitch, catch me tryna drill some shit
Still with my same clique, and no you can't hang bitch

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to YoungBoy Never Broke Again's song Red Rum are a testament to his uncompromising attitude towards life. He starts by dedicating the song to all the 38 babies out there, a reference to his North Baton Rouge neighborhood, and then plunges into the beat with an explosive "This that red rum shit, fuck how you come shit." YoungBoy raps about the importance of keeping a gun at all times in his neighborhood, "Better keep your gun bitch, fuck where you from bitch," and how he dislikes phony people who engage in fake behavior, "Hoes I don't play with, I hate all that fake shit."


He takes a dig at Donald Trump and celebrates his affiliation with the NBA, "And fuck Donald Trump bitch, that NBA shit." YoungBoy highlights how he flaunts his style, with a hint of contempt towards his ex-girlfriend, "Stunting on my ex bitch, I know she can’t stand it," while revealing his violent tendencies, "Get shot in your face bitch, reaching for my chain bitch." The song honors YoungBoy's loyalty towards his friends, "Still with my same clique, and no you can’t hang bitch," and his willingness to take risks to protect his reputation, "I just raised the murder rate up in my city bitch." Overall, the lyrics showcase YoungBoy's bravado, determination, and resilience.


Line by Line Meaning

This for all them 38 babies out the North you hear me?
This song is dedicated to all the young people from the North who are survivors.


This that red rum shit, fuck how you come shit
The lyrics describe violent behavior and aggression towards anyone who tries to come in the way of the artist.


Better keep your gun bitch, fuck where you from bitch
The artist is warning anyone who tries to mess with him to keep themselves armed and prepared for violence, regardless of where they come from or what they believe.


Play and you get stunk bitch, we on that dumb shit
The artist and his crew are willing to engage in violence and commit murder if anyone challenges them.


And fuck Donald Trump bitch, that NBA shit
This line expresses the artist's disdain for former President Donald Trump and his support for the NBA (National Basketball Association).


Hoes I don't play with, I hate all that fake shit
The artist presents himself as someone who does not tolerate insincerity, particularly from women.


Stunting on my ex bitch, I know she can't stand it
The artist is enjoying his success and using it to show up his former partner.


Burner on my waist bitch, I be on that bang shit
The artist carries a firearm with him at all times, ready to use it if necessary.


Fuck up out my face bitch, I be on that gang shit
The artist is part of a gang and involves himself in gang-related activities.


Get shot in your face bitch, reaching for my chain bitch
The artist is willing to use deadly force to protect his possessions, such as jewelry.


Made it out them chains bitch, I'll never change bitch
This line refers to the artist's escape from the constraints of poverty and violence, and his determination to remain true to his roots despite his success.


Still keep that thing bitch, catch me tryna drill some shit
The artist is still willing to engage in violence and is always armed.


Still with my same clique, and no you can't hang bitch
The artist remains loyal to his original crew and is not open to forming new alliances.


These niggas some hoes, man they don't want no smoke
The artist feels that other men are weak and lacking in courage and are not willing to engage in conflict.


38 baby, I ain't slippin', bitch I keep a pole
The artist identifies himself as a member of a certain group and always carries a gun for protection.


Need a money machine, I don't want to count no more
The artist is so wealthy that he can no longer count his money by hand and needs a machine to do it for him.


Shoot like Scottie Pippen from the three, gon' hit you from the road
The artist is an excellent shooter and can hit his target from a distance.


All my niggags trappin', what you need, they don't never close
The artist's associates are engaged in illegal activities related to selling drugs, but they are always open and available for business.


I just raised the murder rate up in my city bitch
The artist suggests that he has committed murder, and by doing so, raised the overall rate of murders in his city.


Fuck the media, in real life we really zippin' shit
The artist does not think highly of the media's portrayal of him and his crew and insists that they are truly engaged in violent activities.


You know we don't spare nobody, shoot you in your shit
The artist and his associates have no qualms about harming anyone who gets in their way, even fatally.




Lyrics Β© Ultra Tunes, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Kentrell Gaulden

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@se2007ian

When you're Sad, you listen to the lyrics.
When you're Happy, you enjoy the song.
2:29

@AyushSingh-dw8id

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@apostualexandru4037

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@wydcutyy

Uu jus depressed πŸ˜‚

@se2007ian

@@wydcutyy real

@tyl-fx3gi

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@ArthurMorg4n

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@cryptikz5244

2:29 made me so emotional 😭

@devingarcia2178

his son probably aint even a virgin any more by now lmao πŸ’€

@destinbritt37

4 yrs later and im still listening to this song πŸ”₯

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