Just months after his release, YoungBoy Never Broke Again returned with a dual-single drop: “Where I Been / Shot Callin”, released on May 2, 2025 via Never Broke Again / Motown. The pair of tracks marks NBA’s first official release since his legal issues and incarceration saga.
In “Where I Been”, YoungBoy reflects on his time away — the struggles, the introspection, and what it means to come back. The tone is vulnerable and introspective, offering fans a glimpse into his mindset during confinement. Meanwhile, “Shot Callin” turns up the heat, delivering raw bars, street narratives, and confidence that he’s back in full force. Each track balances the emotional with the assertive, giving a complete picture of his return.
Fans can watch the official video for the combined single on YouTube. Additionally, “Shot Callin” was released as a promotional single from his album MASA (2025), produced by Cheese, Tayo, and TrillGotJuice. Be on the lookout for mp3 download options and streaming availability across platforms — this release signals that NBA is back and ready to dominate.
youngboy never broke again shot callin lyrics
I just pulled up in that motherfuckin’- gone Me and BoBo in this motherfucker clutchin’, what you on? And I’m so fresh, I know she wanna fuck me, bae, come on, huh This that catch an opp and hop out, walk his ass down They not swaggin’ like Lil Top, nigga, huh, wipe me down Bitch, I got that guap that get you popped and leave you found I just came through, it ain’t hard to tell that I got money I just came through like, bitch, don’t tell me nothin’, I come from nothin’
Rolex cost a Benz truck, got my F&N tucked Mansion cost a high school, ’bout time I turn my kids up I been up, don’t give a fuck, heard I bucked his friend up Go ask ’bout me, I’m divin’, 5.56s lift his chin up Flexin’, bitch, draw the stick and takin’ shit Bing, baow, baow, baow, bitch, stop all that holdin’ it Pussy nigga trollin’, all y’all act just like some hos to me Put this bitch up on him, bring straight pressure if he think that he gon’ roll on me
Yeah, I been chilled out, meds, I been in my bag I been showin’ my ass, nigga, yeah, nigga, yeah I owe 13 mil’ to Jaz, I had shh poke his ass She had topped me, then got polished, clean that bitch with Gucci rags He got nuts while I was down, now I’m out and that’s his ass We might catch him in the lobby, bro gon’ pop out with a mask Skrrt, skrrt, tell my daddy that I say this bitch too fast Park that bitch, niggas can’t act like that they ain’t just see me and Herm
I just pulled up in that motherfuckin’- gone Me and BoBo in this motherfucker clutchin’, what you on? And I’m so fresh, I know she wanna fuck me, bae, come on, huh This that catch an opp and hop out, walk his ass down They not swaggin’ like Lil Top, nigga, huh, wipe me down Bitch, I got that guap that get you popped and leave you found I just came through, it ain’t hard to tell that I got money I just came through like, bitch, don’t tell me nothin’, I come from nothin’
Baby, ooh, ooh, mm, can’t quit leanin’ Tell that nigga stop that talkin’, face me when you see me Tell my stylist that I’m tired of Hermès, come Celine me Tell my opps that I got Glocks and they got built-in beams in And I will shoot you, ooh, trap out like lil’ Meechy Gotta get my shake back, baby, hol’ on Through the town, my name been ringin’, yeah (ring, ring, ring, ring) Swore once I get mine, I’m gon’ come home, and I’m gon’ throw ‘way all this cell phone
Come see how my block roll Control this bitch from outer space, ain’t been there so long, so long Bo been show ’em how my arm long (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Bo got that work in all day long, been gettin’ his work on (oh, oh, oh, oh) Fuck it, they impeach me, you know Kevin? Who? Lil’ Meechy You know Bo, he play with poles, he made him bled, this shit start reekin’ I got DDawg hangin’ out the top and that’s how I got even You know Nicole? No, the Colombian, bitch thought she was Puerto Rican
Bitch, I’m real American made, run with Chargers like Vin Diesel Bitch, I come from Medicaid, diamonds all on me like some measles Pistol packin’, run up on me, I’m gon’ teach a nigga (baow, baow) Can’t pull up on me, I’m BP’d up, and I’ll leave a nigga I just pulled up in that gravedigger with lil’ Pheezy, nigga, baow I been showin’ my lil’ ass off, I always got my pants down And I got that bag out, in cell blocks, I done ran ’round I’m in North Argyle, lil’ shawty, she just text me, and she say she saw me
Pulled up in that motherfuckin’- gone Me and BoBo in this motherfucker clutchin’, what you on? And I’m so fresh, I know she wanna fuck me, bae, come on, huh This that catch an opp and hop out, walk his ass down They not swaggin’ like Lil Top, nigga, huh, wipe me down Bitch, I got that guap that get you popped and leave you found I just came through, it ain’t hard to tell that I got money I just came through like, bitch, don’t tell me nothin’, I come from nothin’
