NBA YoungBoy’s unleashing fresh venom on “Scared Of Who?,” his blistering Kai Cenat diss that surfaced via official video just today—December 28—under Never Broke Again/Atlantic, turning a low album score into full-on war cries that echo from Baton Rouge to the streams.
This one’s YB in pure predator mode: trap drums pounding like a heartbeat in the dark, 2.23 AR nods rattling over eerie synths that build to those signature “Blaow, Grahh” ad-libs, courtesy of producer Santana. It’s gritty Southern menace at its core—aggressive flows spitting threats (“Get the drop, knock off your dreads”) laced with raw vulnerability, like mourning a lost homie (shout to Dej) while plotting yard shots at annoyances.
Thematically, it’s a tangled beef tapestry: torching Kai for that infamous 6.5/10 on Make America Slime Again, dragging DJ Akademiks as the “annoying ass blogger,” and weaving in baby mama drama, scarred loyalties, and that ignorant shine (“Bitch, you got millions and I got millions”). Clocking under three minutes, it’s no polished single—just unfiltered fury, the kind that flips Zion Williamson dunks into jewel-flaunting cruelty, all while pleading for taxes paid and one more for Dave. Fans hit play count 150K overnight on YouTube, stitching TikToks with old Kai reactions for that petty full-circle burn.
Standalone scorcher amid YB’s endless vault raids—no album anchor yet, but it slots right into his ’25 diss season, following shots at NLE Choppa and echoes of Adin Ross jabs Kai once hyped. Rumors swirled for weeks: Kai’s breakup with Gigi sparking whispers YB scooped her as payback for the shade, resurfaced clips of Cenat twisting up to YB bars now feeling like ironic fuel. It’s classic YoungBoy chess—personal stakes high, no holds barred, proving he thrives on the chaos.
At 26, house arrest wrapping but the grind eternal, YB’s a rap hydra: 50-plus projects deep, MASA still charting shadows, tour teases looming for ’26. He’s not just dropping heat; he’s rewriting beef blueprints, from teen frenzy to father-fueled fire, reminding the game he’s scarred but untouchable. Gigi rumors? Low scores? They’re just kindling. This is YB saying, “What you wan’ do?”—and meaning every ignorant word.
Dive into the Scared Of Who? lyrics below and unpack its raw narrative. Don’t miss other NBA YoungBoy tracks for more of his relentless street anthems.
| Lead Vocals | YoungBoy Never Broke Again |
| Songwriter | YoungBoy Never Broke Again |
| Music Producer | [TBA] |
| Label | YoungBoy Never Broke Again |
| Release Date | December 28, 2025 |
| Song Language | English |
| Copyright © | YoungBoy Never Broke Again |
Lyrics of Scared Of Who? (Kai Cenat Diss) by YoungBoy Never Broke Again
[Intro]
(Santana, On The Beat)
Blaow, Grahh, Grahh
Baby Stunna, Nigga
[Verse 1]
2.23’s, Put You To Bed
Get The Drop, Knock Off Your Dreads
Funeral Round, Gone Make Your Bed
Know I’m Tryna Leave Shit Dead
Shit, I Was 16, And Bank Something, Out My F**king Mind Boy
Jiggaboo Mama, Getting On My A*s,
I’m Bout To Shoot Something In They Yard, H*e
Choppaboy, I’m Missing Dej, Ion Know Which Way To Play It
Some Shit F**king With My Head, Tryna Stop From Getting On Nari A*s
B**ch I F**k Wit’ You And Got You, Know You See, Right Now I’m Scarred
Bro Kept It Gangsta, And Said He F**ked That H*e, The Mother Of My Lil Boy
Ol’ Annoying A*s, Blogger Pu**y B**ch, You Know Youngboy
I Got More Problems, Then Your Broke A*s, And It’s 20 Million Large
Tell That Lyricist, He “Toe Tagged”, He Respond To His Recording
I Kill Your Son, And Kill Your A*s, Your Old A*s GеTting Annoying
Take That Camera, And Record By MysеLf, B**ch, I’m Cool
Mm, Keep It Real, I Get On Stunna A*s, B**ch, I’ve Been A Fool
You Make Me Mad, And I’ll Burn Your A*s, B**ch, Who Scared Of You?
B**ch, You Got Millions And I Got Millions, And Plus I’m Ignorant
What You Wan’ Do?
B**ch, Like I’m Zion, Inside That City,
I’m Tryna Dunk On Them Lil Dudes
See B**ch, I’m Shining Down To My Pendent,
Everytime Get ‘Em With These Jewels
Crazy Ho*s, We Bump Pregnant B**ches, Okay, Get A Blues
He Wan’ Be Tyson, He Gon’ Get Shot, I Bet It’s .40 Inside The School
No, You’on Like Me, B**ch, Get Out Your Sister Got More Dues For You
You Play With Me, And Then Forever, Torch That B**ch, I’m Cruel
I Make That B**ch, Go Tat Her Face Up,
Or Make That B**ch, Up, Leave Her Dude
Mane, I Just Gotta, Get My Lick Back, And Then I’m Through
I Need My Taxes Paid, One More For Dave,
Or Case Of Lean, No Ace Of Spades
Change My Life Up, Can’t Get Right
Get Right With Them, Just For My Babies
Fuck These Ho*s, They Think I’m Crazy, And I Hate ‘Em, B**ch
These Pu**y Niggas, Bringing Up, But, I Think I Can Take ‘Em, B**ch
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