Ship It Lyrics

Lyrics to “Ship It” by NBA YoungBoy from the English album Colors (2022). Song lyrics for Ship It written by YoungBoy Never Broke Again and produced by TayTayMadeIt. The music video was released on 14th January 2022.

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Album:	Colors (2022)
Singer:	NBA YoungBoy
Produced By:	TayTayMadeIt
Written By:	oungBoy Never Broke Again

[Lyrics From Snippet]

[Intro]
Who Made This Sh!t?
TayTay Made The Beat!

[Chorus]
This A Made Man Drug
I Can Make It Pure As You Want
I Go Out And Get It Then
I Ship It With My Fu*king Own
Snuck In This Gun And Shoot Inside
This Club Cause My Security Don’t
That Beef Get Left Out How We Found
Don’t Want It With Me Say You Don’t

[Verse 1]
Once We Catch You, You Gone Get It
Hop Out Bust And Split His Fitted
Now Watching With No Mask, I Listen
Aroma Loud They Took Percentage
Clear Out The Crowd, Draw Down And Hit It
Know I’ma Go There Soon As I See Him
Free YoungBoy, They All Wanna Be Him
45 Glocks Same Size As Timbs
Stacks On Me They Big As Rims
Backboard When We Shoot At Him
This Draco From A White Boy Up In Slidell
Don’t Touch It Let The Box Tell
The Valium Reach To Buckdale
They Gone Send Him To (..?)
Do They Got That Bought In
Hop In And Change Your Car Smell
I’m Lighting Up That Dope In Here
I’m Gone Blow That B!tch Down Right Here
She Act Like That She Know Me
Too Much Money, Know You Notice
All These Hats, That Be My Trophies
Get Them Stacks And Keep Your Focus
You Smell Pack Then I’m Who Smoking

[Verse 2]
Them Boys Want Smoke, We Tend To That
Get Caught In It Wrong You Stretched, N!gga
Aingt Turning Down Now Press Next, N!gga
Leaving Out The Town Get MAC’d, N!gga
Manufacture Towing All Essentials
You Do Business Wit Em’
I Don’t Want Meet Them
I Just Want The Bag You Keep The Credentials
Them People Searched Him I Know He Slipping Bad
I’m Walking With That Heater
Them People Lurking I Know They On My A$$
And The Neighbors Said They Seen Em’
My Pockets Hurting, Go Rob A N!gga A$$
You That’s What’s The Reason
Nobody Safe, Guns To The Face
Tell Me What’s The Meaning
Put The Top Down, Steady Booting Bad
Dirty And The Clean, Yeah!
Then I Go To Screaming, Crowd Go To Running
Blood Where That N!gga Stained
Do The Murder-Man While I’m On That Lean
Proud When I’m On They A$$
Ungrateful He Aingt Left On The Scene
Thankful When That N!gga Smashed
All White Pit-Bull
Blue Dotted And I Named Her ‘Kash’
We Got That Pit-Bull
Blue Gotti And They Named It ‘Glass’
B!tch I Wish You Would
Pink Molly Got Me Wanna Crash
Thirty Sold A Clip Full
That’s Them Roxies For Your Junkie A$$
‘Til Them B!tches Speak We Be On His A$$
‘Til You Slumped N!gga
With That North Sh!t You Can’t Get No Pass
Where You From N!gga?
Old Head, I’ma Post Say “smoke His A$$”
Smoker Can’t Get A Fix Get Him For To Roll Yo A$$
Then .4 His A$$
Gang!