Moneybagg Yo & YoungBoy Never Broke Again

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Collateral Damage

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"Collateral Damage." - Moneybagg Yo & YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Sunday, 18 October 2026, 03:05 pm

Album: Fed Baby’s

Track No: 04

Yeah, I already know what I'm facin', I already know like
I know if you do this, this can come with that
That can come behind that
Federal, I don't give a fuck
Ah
Just know every action come with a reaction
Whatever you dish out, you gotta get back
I said I was done with that drink, now, I'm relapsing
I said I was done with that Tech and the Act'
We take the dope out the seal and we repack it
We take it all and finesse a ****
We can pop that shit off, ain't with all the jaw jackin'
I ain't with the talkin', I ain't with the talk
There's a chance she catchin' feelings if I fucked her
(Ugh, ugh) I swear that she might
There's a chance she can cross me out if I trust her
Uh-uh, I don't wanna do that
I know there's a chance the bomb ain't landin'
I got my fingers crossed, man, I hope
This shit gotta happen, collateral damage
Fuck how it turn out, this shit gotta happen (Yeah)
I've been peepin' these **** out here with the slick hate
(**** out here doin' a whole lot of hatin')
Walk around with that cake on me like it's my B-day
(I got them hunnids and all of 'em honcho)
Move around and I'm with some hitters out of V-A
(I'm with some hitters, they out of Virginia)
Go with your mood and get burnt like a cremate
Fuck how it is, fuck how they turn out (Turn out)
I'm e'rywhere with my strap out (E'rywhere)
They lookin' at me like, "Damn, he bookin'" (Damn)
I'm in the bank with the pack out (Right now)
He was my **** till he threw a cross
I was blind to it, I was throwed off
Never again 'fore I take a loss (What)
Lord, forgive me, gotta knock out his thoughts
These **** must think I'm a hoe or somethin' (Ah)
Sendin' threats like I'ma fold (Yo)
Treadmill, they goin' nowhere fast
And they mad 'cause I'm the one that God chose (That's right)
Got the streets on lock, figure four (Whoa)
Real snow, hoe might catch a cold (Hoo)
Prometh' got me movin' slow (Right)
And the trap workin' out, cardio
Know every action come with a reaction
Whatever you dish out, you gotta get back
I said I was done with that drink, now, I'm relapsing
I said I was done with that Tech and the Act'
We take the dope out the seal and we repack it
We take it all and finesse a ****
We can pop that shit off, ain't with all the jaw jackin'
I ain't with the talkin', I ain't with the talk
There's a chance she catchin' feelings if I fucked her
(Ugh, ugh) I swear that she might
There's a chance she can cross me out if I trust her
Uh-uh, I don't wanna do that
I know there's a chance the bomb ain't landin'
I got my fingers crossed, man, I hope
This shit gotta happen, collateral damage
Fuck how it turn out, this shit gotta happen (No more)
My girl said she gon' fuck both of us up
Now that's that collateral damage (Collateral shit)
We fuck, then she tryna cross both of us up
You know I won't let that shit happen (I had that shit)
I cut that hoe off, now she outta luck
She steady DM'n my family
Now, that's that collateral damage
All that fake shit, man, I swear I can't stand it
He want his respect and you know I won't hand it
If I want him dead, you know I demand it
Consequences, man, I knew what could happen
I told that **** chill out wit' that cappin'
Snatch my chain, we gon' end up ramblin'
Up in the club, his homie, I stamp him
Television ain't no televised
The way that we livin', it ain't on no channel
My bitch out who in the North with the Phantom
Osama bin Laden, I ride on no camel
I catch 'em, go straight to my feelings like damn 'em
Punch on a bitch, had to pay her them bandit (Bandit)
Pocket full of all white dead bandits (Bandit)
They want me to tell, I ain't sayin' it (Sayin' it)
I know it gon' come with this shit (I know)
If I up and hit your ass with a cannon
Just know every action come with a reaction
Whatever you dish out, you gotta get back
I said I was done with the drink, now I'm relapsing
I said I was done with that Tech and the Act'
We take the dope out the seal and we repack it
We take it all and finesse a ****
We can pop that shit off, ain't with all the jaw jackin'
I ain't with the talkin', I ain't with the talk
There's a chance she catchin' feelings if I fucked her
(Ugh, ugh) I swear that she might
There's a chance she can cross me out if I trust her
Uh-uh, I don't wanna do that
I know there's a chance the bomb ain't landin'
I got my fingers crossed, man, I hope
This shit gotta happen, collateral damage
Fuck how it turn out, this shit gotta happen
Collateral damage (Collateral damage)

Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Damion Deron Williams & Demario White.

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