Impossible Feat Youngboy Never Broke Again Lyrics | Offset

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Woo
(We got London on da Track)
Woo, woo, woo, woo

30 round, 30 round, 30 looking at you, no, you not bulletproof
Don't get confused it's the rap in the booth, niggas'll still merk you
I get you whacked like a mobster do, you'll turn into lobster food
The money colossus, niggas done did the impossible (Woo, woo, who)
The money colossus, niggas done did the impossible (Hey)
The money colossus, niggas done did the impossible (No)
I get you whacked like a mobster do, you'll turn into lobster food
The money colossus, niggas done did the impossible (Hey)

Bad bitch, fucking up on the gang, she takes my karats (Karats)
Having it, I had the pounds in the kitchen, they bust out the cabinets (Having it)
I'm laughing (Laugh)
All of these niggas, I'm fucking they bitches, they mad at that, not having that
There go that nigga that's popping, go pass the ratchet back (Brrt, brrt)
Uh, yeah, running this shit, give lil' the thirty round clip (Running this shit)
Uh, yeah, diamonds a quarter (Uh)
Watery diamonds, look baby don't soil 'em (Water)
Ocean drives, dropping the top on the sky, fucking the thot out the She in denial, shawty stop breaking it down
This her first time on a Go)
Why you keep buying Pateks
Percocet, molly and X
Fuck with the gang, say less
Bring you a stick and vest
President rollie, elected
We rich and we young and we reckless
Go get the bag and collect it (Go get the bag and collect it)

30 round, 30 round, 30 looking at you, no, you not bulletproof
Don't get confused it's the rap in the booth, niggas'll still merk you
I get you whacked like a mobster do, you'll turn into lobster food
The money colossus, niggas done did the impossible (Woo, woo, who)
The money colossus, niggas done did the impossible (Hey)
The money colossus, niggas done did the impossible (No)
I get you whacked like a mobster do, you'll turn into lobster food (Lobster food)
The money colossus, niggas done did the impossible (Hey)

My choker, my choker, my choker, quarter thousand for my choker (For my choker)
Forty Glock with no holster (Uh)
Nigga play and we gon' fold em (Bow)
Percocet, molly, X, we got all these hoes on it (On it)
We the realest ones doing it (Doing it)
They ain't coming how we coming (Woo)
Take that lil' bitch to the doctor, think that she sick from the way that I'm bossing (Egh)
None of these niggas could stop us
Keep a choppa, run up on me, I off 'em (Boom, boom)
My baby brother don't tote no gun, if he got safety that's what I had taught him (Naw)
Give a fuck if I'm on set or I'm off, he reach for it, my niggas gon' cost em' (Bleh)
He could go against the grain, I'd damn (Damn)
You can try to rob me, I'ma slam (Slam)
Still screaming fuck 12 (Fuck)
Young nigga causing hell (Hell)
This bitch that I'm fucking, I think that I love her
I'm happy every time I see her
I'ma treat her like she my lil' thugger
I'm around Ysl, gang

30 round, 30 round, 30 looking at you, no, you not bulletproof
Don't get confused it's the rap in the booth, niggas'll still merk you
I get you whacked like a mobster do, you'll turn into lobster food
The money colossus, niggas done did the impossible (Woo, woo, who)
The money colossus, niggas done did the impossible (Hey)
The money colossus, niggas done did the impossible (No)
I get you whacked like a mobster do, you'll turn into lobster food
The money colossus, niggas done did the impossible (Hey)

(We got London on da Track)