“Switches” music video // YoungBoy Never Broke Again

“Switches” is a promotional single from American rapper, singer, and songwriter YoungBoy Never Broke Again.

The Official Music Video premiered January 15th 2026, via YoungBoy Never Broke Again’s official YouTube channel.

The song written by: YoungBoy Never Broke Again.

Song: #Switches

Artist: #YoungBoyNeverBrokeAgain #NBAYoungBoy

Lyrics for Switches
Song by YoungBoy Never Broke Again (NBA YoungBoy)

Intro
And you know them switches
Switch, too many guns
Who give a d***? Hold on
Switches, n****, tore your a**, shouldn’t panic, you should’ve put a belt
Uh, uh, and I been that bool that’ll make ya— Mm, mm, mm, flrrt
Frrt, frrt
Beep, hm, beep, hm, p****
Ayy, I’ma tell you like that (Keep that b****, bruh, keep the camera, keep the camera)
f*** ya
Huh, broke, and doin’ bad, better get some help (Ouu)
Switches (Top, n****)
Huh, hold on
Huh, broke, and doin’ bad, ya better get some help (Get your b****-a** out here)
Switches straight

Verse 1
P****, I say
Top, broke and doin’ bad, better get some help
Switches to your a**, boy, your parents should’ve put a belt
Babygirl, I’m hot like lava (Woo), pull up, makе s*** melt
These killеrs respect me, they know I’m bout it, I’ll pull up and do that s*** myself, huh

Chorus
They wanna know why I got millions and still ridin’ with that fire on me (Fire on me)
You ain’t 5, homie, p****, you can’t ride, homie, huh
Takin’ they b****** and kickin’ my pimpin, they wanna ride on me (Hm)
I know that them 5s want ’em, huh, I’m havin’ them slide on ’em (On ’em)

Verse 2
Rappin’ and juggin’, huh (What you doin’?)
I’m sellin’ them verses, they sendin’ the payment
I’m givin’ it to ’em (Switch it up)
Run it up for my baby, he play with that payment and watch how I do him (Baow, baow)
Put him on TV
Mama, I’m ballin’, mama, I’m ready, ain’t doin’ no stallin’
I’ll have them young n***** pull up, let off from the Wraith
Dunk on his a**, I do it like Blake (Blake)
I want him bad and they know for that bag, I’ma get on his a**, I’ma take off his face
Shawty she bad, and he like, “I know it”
He callin’ a Melly, I know it’s fake
I kick the b**** straight down, Kung Fu
You try me, I’m divin’, I’m him, no crew
Out the top of the roof, I’ma do what I do
Up with that stick, it go, “Brrt, boom,” knock off your shoe
One bullet connect with your head and it’s knockin’ out more than your tooth
I gotta win, got me more than a few (Bodies)

Refrain
Initiation, you catch him, and tie him (Ties), no fakin’ you need you a body
I’m tryna take him, the cutter spit flames when it’s bangin’, I’m aimin’, tryna hit up his body (Oh-oh, oh)
This p**** gon’ run, well, should’ve been ready to bang, so I shoot the fire at his partners (Run, bang, partners)
Hit it, again, baow, baow, now, hit it, again, all at your mama, b**** (Ohh, hlrrd, 5, 5)
Initiation, you catch him, and tie him (Ties) no fakin’ you need you a body
I’m tryna take him, the cutter spit flames when it’s bangin’, I’m aimin’, tryna hit up his body (Oh-oh, oh)
This p**** gon’ run, well, should’ve been ready to bang, so I shoot the fire at his partners (Run, bang, partners)
Hit it, again, baow, baow, now, hit it, again, all at your mama, b**** (Ohh, hlrrd, 5)

Verse 3
I’m rappin’ and juggin’ (Rappin’ and juggin)
I’m flippin’ and servin’ (Flippin’ and servin’)
I boarded the bus, I’m rollin’ from Houston
As a juvie, a hundred somethin’ pints in a ‘Burban (‘Burban)
I’m ready for duty (Ready, let’s do it)
Attendin’ that service (Attendin’ that service)
Why the f*** you think these gangsters respect me? b****, I come from swervin’ (Hlrrd, hlrrd)

Refrain
Why the f*** I was posted with Vaughn at 15? b****, I come from servin’ (I was servin’ goods)
My family tree, straight murder (My blood ain’t good)
My hood, it’s so unheard (Now they risin’)
I’m really a felon
At Montana house, I woke up, trappin’, early (What you sellin’?)
Police got me, tools and roxies, I ain’t tell ’em nothin’ (I ain’t tellin’, yeah)

Verse 4
Leave that n****, he ain’t in the field (Field)
If you need, I can show you how to kill (Kill)
You’ll get exposed, you ain’t ready to drill (Drill)
I say me and my money both need tears (Tears)
See if they try me, p****
And you and your n****s need caskets (You and your n****s)
And my lil’ shorty, she all mine, she a baddie (She a baddie)
And we gon’ shoot you, with a full clip, you pull up actin’ (Full clip, actin’)
I be rappin’, I could point you to a package, back to trappin’ (Back to trappin’)

Chorus
They wanna know why I got millions and still ridin’ with that fire on me (Fire on me)
You ain’t 5, homie, p****, you can’t ride, homie, huh (5, homie, homie)
Takin’ they b****es and kickin’ my pimpin, they wanna ride on me (Ride on me, hm)
I know that them 5s want ’em, huh (Huh), I’m havin’ them slide on ’em

Refrain
Why the f*** I was posted with Vaughn at 15? b****, I come from servin’ (I was servin’ goods)
My family tree, straight murder (My blood ain’t good)
My hood, it’s so unheard (Now they risin’)
I’m really a felon
At Montana house, I woke up, trappin’, early (Trappin’, early, what you sellin’?)
Police got me, tools and roxies, I ain’t tell ’em none (Bah, I ain’t tellin’, street)