YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Kickboxer Lyrics & Song Meaning: YoungBoy Never Broke Again has released his new song “Kickboxer,” from the list of his upcoming album MASA, released on Friday, July 25, 2025. The track was written by him along with Mally Mall, ISM, and Tip Beats and produced by Mally Mall, ISM, and Tip Beats.
H2, I’m a double-0, I went kickboxer (Wop)/Prada with Givenchy coat, she went criss-crossing (Yeah)/I hop out, went in the store, she told me, “Ye callin'”/I filled my coupe with plenty ho*s, I went hot boxing (Yeah)/I got a million dollars worth of diamonds on my body (Slime)/Racks gon’ call my phone, he told me, “Top, you too too slimy, slime” (Yeah)/Racks all in my home (Bitch), racks all on my phone/I got these ho*s runnin’ ’round in thongs, she just bought me Burberry cologne (Cologne), he wrote in the chorus.
Check out the lyrics below to feel the song’s intensity and his passion for music.
Lyrics of Kickboxer by YoungBoy Never Broke Again
[Chorus]
H2, I’m A Double-0, I Went Kickboxer (Wop)
Prada With Givenchy Coat, She Went Criss-crossing (Yeah)
I Hop Out, Went In The Store, She Told Me, “Ye Callin'”
I Filled My Coupe With Plenty ho*s, I Went Hot Boxing (Yeah)
I Got A Million Dollars Worth Of Diamonds On My Body (Slime)
Racks Gon’ Call My Phone, He Told Me, “Top, You Too Too Slimy, Slime” (Yeah)
Racks All In My Home (Bitch), Racks All On My Phone
I Got These ho*s Runnin’ ’round In Thongs,
She Just Bought Me Burberry Cologne (Cologne)
[Verse 1]
I Told ’em Get Out The Yo ’cause I’m Up In My Zone
Bro Gon’ Smoke Out The Pound, I’ma Lay It Right Down (Oh)
Ran It Back Up, Fifty-mill’ For My Tour
I Grew Up In The Gutter, I’m Straight Out The Sewer (Oh)
She Was Keepin’ Her Distance, That Money Gon’ Lure Her
They Ain’t Knockin’ My Pimpin’, She Ready To Do It
I Reload It, I’m With It, I’m Runnin’ Right To It
Any Timin’, I Get It, When I Ran Into Him
Alright, Pills On The Drop Line, Tonight
Ring, Ring, Can You Stop The Callin’ My Line?
That Nigga Just Bummin’, But Henry Be On It,
You Know That He Doin’ It Right (He Do It)
I’ma Leave With Her Friend And Come Back Through The Night
And This Ho, She Fantastic, That Pu*sy Was Tight
Run It Up, Run It Up, I Just Pulled Up In A Benz Truck
All Of My Diamonds So Bright, Shyne Been Changin’ The Look
All These Crips, They ’bout Tiquando
I Keep Bitches Straight Down, Milano
She Know That I’m Havin, I Dress Up In Bally
I Switch It To Tacky, She Still Let Me Tap It
She Know That I Love That 4Matic
Lil’ Shawty Was Rachet, I Switched Her To Classy,
I Turn Up My Daddy
My Sisters Got Paper, My Mama I Manage
Fillin’ Up, Undershirt I Manage
Pop My Shit In Walmart Tee
Chinese Restaurant, Go Eat
This Bitch Way From Overseas,
And I Gotta Dissect Whenever She Speak
[Chorus]
H2, I’m A Double-0, I Went Kickboxer (Kick Boxing)
Prada With Givenchy Coat, She Went Criss-crossing (Criss-cross)
I Hop Out, Went In The Store, She Told Me, “Ye Callin'” (Ye Callin’)
I Filled My Coupe With Plenty ho*s, I Went Hot Boxing (Yeah)
I Gotta Million Dollars Worth Of Diamonds On My Body (Slime)
Racks Gon’ Call My Phone, He Told Me, “Top, You Too Too Slimy, Slime”
Racks All In My Home, Bitch
Racks All In My Phone
I Got These ho*s Runnin’ ’round In Thongs,
She Just Bought Me Burberry Cologne
[Verse 2]
Who Got Three M’s? I’m Gon’ Hit You Through A Wall
I Got One Million Inside Of Goyard
This Shit Ain’t Enough, Make Me Feel Like A Child
Fifty Thousand Dollars Jesus Piece, I Lent Them To My Child
I Tore Up The Challenge, Tell Them To Take It To Trial (To Take It To Trial)
Obama Coupe Like A Mamba, I Ran Up Them Commas, They See That I Do
Lil’ Brodie, Lil’ Brodie Gon’ Stay With That Llama,
We Pull Up Right On ’em, He Ready To Do It
Lil’ Baby Latino, I’m Callin’ Her Mami
Put My State On A Jet, A Young Nigga Done Flew It
I Ain’t Holdin’ Enough For To Buy Me A Jet,
But I Buy Me A Yacht On The Water We Tourin’ (Uh)
I Ain’t Holdin’ Her Up, She Been Bringing Me Down
Smilin’ On Scene When They Feel I Should Frown
When That Alley Go Up, I’ma Dunk On These Niggas,
Don’t Fu*k With These Niggas,
They Can’t Come Around (Woah, Woah, Woah)
Henry So Sick That He Coughin’,
He Know It Ain’t No Talkin’, I’m Pullin’ Up Often
I Ran Up Miami, That’s Fifty Some Thousand,
I Turn Up My Loft With Coffins
I Tatted My Face Comin’ Straight Out The A,
Nigga Brought Up My Name, I Offed ’em
Nigga Play With That Money, We Chalked ’em
Nigga Tried To Come Follow, I Lost ’em
Nigga Played Like A Snake, I Done Mothed ’em
Ain’t No Internet Games, I Called ’em (Called ’em)
Boomer Let It Off On ’em, He Sawed ’em (Bop)
Put Them Diamonds On Diamonds, I’m Flossin’ (Top, Top)
[Chorus]
H2, I’m A Double-0, I Went Kickboxer (For Real)
Prada With Givenchy Coat, She Went Criss-crossing (She Went Christian)
I Hop Out, Went In The Store, She Told Me, “Ye Callin'”
I Filled My Coupe With Plenty ho*s, I Went Hot Boxing (Yeah)
I Gotta Million Dollars Worth Of Dollars On My Body (Slime)
Racks Gon’ Call My Phone, He Told Me, “Top, You Too Too Slimy, Slime”
Racks All In My Home (Racks)
Racks All In My Phone (Racks)
I Got These ho*s Runnin’ ’round In Thongs,
She Just Bought Me Burberry Cologne (Burberry Cologne)
What Is the Meaning Behind “Kickboxer” by YoungBoy Never Broke Again?
“Kickboxer” by YoungBoy Never Broke Again (NBA YoungBoy) is more than just a trap banger, it’s a powerful showcase of dominance, survival, and success. The track reflects YoungBoy’s ability to wear both his scars and his flexes like armor. Whether it’s about private jets, flashy diamonds, or the loyalty of his circle, every line hits with nonchalant swagger.
The title “Kickboxer” serves as a metaphor for his life: every verse feels like a punch, every bar like a fight. He’s in the ring with fame, enemies, trauma, and expectations — and yet, he stays undefeated.
Lyrically, it’s YoungBoy doing what he does best, and that is mixing raw emotion with street pride, flexing not just what he’s got, but what he’s survived. Lines like “Racks gon’ call my phone, he told me, ‘Top, you too too slimy, slime’” capture that dangerous respect he’s earned—both from the streets and the industry.
