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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Moneybagg Yo
Moneybagg Yo
Vocals
Dmactoobangin
Dmactoobangin
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Demario White
Demario White
Songwriter
Dyllan McKinney
Dyllan McKinney
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dmactoobangin
Dmactoobangin
Producer
Skywalker Og
Skywalker Og
Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah Oh fuck (Oh fuck), load up (Load it up) I just fucked a thot and I was sober (Uh uh uh) Just copped another toy, she like grow up (Grow up) Told her it's room to make a porno in this Rolls truck (Lot of space) Ran my money up, why the fuck your hands out All my niggas with me now, how I leave you assed out This bitch need her rent paid, son need some new J's Niggas call from jail who I ain't heard from in decades (What?) These niggas be killin' me (How?), actin' like they helpin' me (What else?) These bitches be feelin' me (How?), runnin' 'round reppin' me (Bagg) Heard you think we fallin' off, you 'posed to have faith in me Worried 'bout these rappers like they stand a chance replacing me (Who?) Pour the Sprite, (what you call it) dirty nights (Dirty nights) 800 a seat I paid for 30 flights (To Dubai) Only get one chance, do that murder right (Do it right) Go by yourself, hit the switch, turn off his lights (Take off the meter) Get high till my head nod (Uh), Off-White drippin' eggnog Big red Wraith, I'm Santa Claus (Skrt) Streets on lock, I'm federal I know the odds against me (I know that), diamonds on wet you can rinse me (Squidgy) I told her go pick it up then drop it off she like why would you risk me (Ha!) I'm fucked up, I can't take me (How?) Dude baby mama trynna rape me (Molestin' me) Draco hold big monkey nuts, you must thought that you could ape me (What was you thinkin'?) All of my niggas they heathens, shoot up your shit for no reason (Brr, Too bangin') Smokin' the kush fightin' demons, gold on me yellow beezy (On me baby) Hit em up, make him hold his chest that's the pledge of allegiance (Pledge) I had to flee out the region, fly to Miami change up the season They ain't straight (SRT) They ain't safe (Safe) Fuckin bitches left to right, I play patty cake (Baker man) Doors on that auto open handicap (Cripple crutch) Already beat the odds I made it out the trap (All odds against me)
Writer(s): Demario White, Dylan Mckinney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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