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lirik lagu yb nunes - “never fold”

[intro: yb nunes]
(jd on tha track, he snapped)
mm, mm, mm
yeah (grrah)
f~ck all that talkin’, n~gga
(let’s go!)
uh~huh, what?

[chorus: yb nunes]
they say this youngin from the south, he never told (never snitched)
i was 8 with a pole, b~tch, i always been cold (cold)
keep that switchy by my side, gotta move like i’m old (like i’m 30)
he was flexin’ on the ‘gram, now his story on hold (boom!)
i been deep in them cars, tryin’ not to fold (skrrt)
seen the jakes, had to bail, had that bl!ck in my coat (bl!cky!)
how you dissin’ in them captions but get stripped for your coat?
b~tch, my heart been on e, i just pour up and float (pour that sh~t)

[verse 1: yb nunes]
n~gga keep playin’ with the gang like we don’t press sh~t (nah)
seen his face, dropped the window, that .30 left a death kiss (bow!)
caught that boy lackin’ outta town, put him on a guest list (ha!)
this ain’t no rap beef, b~tch, we turn songs into a death wish (facts)
i been posted in them alleys, mask up, hoodie down
ops got chains but never shoot—man, these clowns goofy now (goofy ass)
i was stuck up in that bandlab, now my price too wild (real talk)
used to be on wi~fi, now we ot in a tinted out coupe, wow (zoom!)
[bridge: yb nunes]
better have that bl!ck when you leave out that door (grrah)
’cause when we spin, we don’t aim low no more (boom!)
mama cried when i slid, said my soul gettin’ cold
but i can’t fold, nah, i can’t fold (never fold)

[chorus: yb nunes]
they say this youngin from the south, he never told (real one)
i was 8 with a pole, b~tch, i always been cold (frozen)
keep that switchy by my side, gotta move like i’m old (old soul)
he was flexin’ on the ’gram, now his story on hold (he gone)
i been deep in them cars, tryin’ not to fold (tryin’ not to fold)
seen the jakes, had to bail, had that bl!ck in my coat (in my coat)
how you dissin’ in them captions but get stripped for your coat?
b~tch, my heart been on e, i just pour up and float (pour up)

[verse 2: yb nunes]
we hit sh~t broad day, b~tch, ain’t no after dark (grrah)
got lil’ bro wildin’ out, keep two sticks like he clark (two of ’em)
i was 9 in the field, i ain’t even hit the park (nah)
you was playin’ 2k, i was runnin’ from narcs (facts)
this for all them long nights i ain’t even eat (starvin’)
we was thuggin’ in them breezeways, toast under the seat (toasty)
bro said, “get rich or go broke,” i said, “ain’t no in between” (nope)
now we up, but still spin like we stuck in 2013 (boom!)
[outro: yb nunes]
mm, mm, mm (yeah)
never fold, b~tch (never)
you get caught and tell, then your name ain’t gold, b~tch (snitch!)
i done lost too much to be trustin’ hoes, b~tch (nah)
it’s nunes, we up now, but still on go, b~tch (skrrt!)

(b~tch, i can’t fold.)

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