YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Demon Party (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Date 2023-03-04

Category Foreign Music Download, Lyrics, New Music (Mp3 Download)

YoungBoy Never Broke Again releases the music video for the new song, “Demon Party” co-prroduced by Dissan, RocKy & Vectro. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy the track, mp3 download.

Youngboy Never Broke Again Demon Party

Youngboy Never Broke Again Demon Party

In “Demon Party,” the second single leading up to YoungBoy Never Broke Again’s sixth studio album Don’t Try This At Home, YB is seen rapping in an acoustic, melodic flow sharing a similar cadence to his previously released “I Know” and “Fight With My Sheets” as he shares a similar guitar beat.

The evident use of a guitar sample from Dissan assists the build-up of YoungBoy’s melancholy flow in which he raps about his obvious easy-to-procure wealth and notes that he spends it on various items such as cars, jewelry, and designer accessories.

The song’s title “Demon Party” suggests a murderous and wicked convention, however, from the lyrics, it’s blatant that YoungBoy means it in a metaphorical way and that he has demons inside of his head, challenging his “good vs. evil.”

The song was first announced through an Instagram story from the Never Broke Again label page with an image of Edward Scissorhands:

New Top video tonight get ready, we loading up let’s see who really with us

The official Isaac Garcia-directed music video sees YoungBoy take inspiration from Edward Scissorhands — a 1990 romantical fantasy about Edward who is clearly different from others, however, is treated inadequately due to his scissor hands. The video sees YB dancing in the snow along to the song while wearing scissor hand gloves — suggesting that despite how much he’s willing to change, he’ll always be seen as his past, aggressive self.

YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Demon Party (prod. Dissan, RocKy & Vectro)

3 March 2023
1 Song, 2 minutes
Never Broke Again/Motown Records; ℗ 2023 Never Broke Again, LLC, under exclusive license to UMG Recordings, Inc.

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I-I can care less
‘Cause they don’t know me
I-I’m livin’ my life, like
It has nothin’ to do with them, or, I’m not botherin’ anyone
I will (Turn me up Dissan)
I got a song to tell right now, um
I was just thinkin’ back on, from my, on my side of town
It really like, and it went a little somethin’ like this
Steady gettin’ high, I can’t sleep, ooh, what I
‘Cause the demons party all night long
Get it? Hahaha, haha
Yeah (‘Cause the demons party all night long)

[Verse 1]
I got the drugs, I ain’t takin’ no break
How many sticks in this bitch? It’s ’bout eight
How many bitches I wanna hit? Eight
Can’t see my eyes behind Cartier frames
Bitch, I’m a boss, I ain’t throwin’ no shade
Bitch, I’m bussed down from my watch to my chain
Made from a jail cell, countin’ my propеrty
Hard body, concrete, slide with thеm Ks
Flash out with these whips, make that bitch do a maze
Bitch, I’m a pimp, I got too many rings
I can’t remember her, too many names
Just like the watch, I be switchin’ the face
I want a yacht, sell that Bentley today
Fuck it, them crackers tryna get me for days
Go tell my label to pick up my budget
My stylist brought me too many damn things
Make another thirty million up inside of an eight-month span
Not my brother runnin’ with them niggas sayin’ he don’t fuck with me, damn
For to hide all these bitches, might as well go and buy more land
I’ll hit a nigga ass with the Drac’ with his baby in his hands, with his baby in his hands
I’ma die cryin’, killed by these millions, don’t play with these bands, nigga, don’t play with these bands
Buy designer everything, got these hoes by the piece, tell ’em my piece fallin’ off
All these scary-ass niggas facin’ me, now they tryna see if they come over

Oh, I
‘Cause the demons party all night long
‘Cause the demons party all night long
‘Cause the demons party all night long

[Verse 2]
Swing with the stick, when they come, bust at their head
Playin’ with my name, I’ma put you on obituary
Broke-ass nigga, ol’ scary-ass nigga dare
I got the bitch way from Baltimore, coastin’
Sprayin’ on a nigga, we don’t give the boy no leverage
Shawty watch it dry, hope the bitch don’t go tell it
I was dead broke, cut some grass when Momo tell me


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