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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Moneybagg Yo
Moneybagg Yo
Vocals
Trippie Redd
Trippie Redd
Vocals
Offset
Offset
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kiari Cephus
Kiari Cephus
Songwriter
Da Honorable C.N.O.T.E.
Da Honorable C.N.O.T.E.
Songwriter
Demario Dewayne White Jr
Demario Dewayne White Jr
Songwriter
Michael Lamar White IV
Michael Lamar White IV
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Igor Mamet
Igor Mamet
Mixing Engineer
Derek Ali
Derek Ali
Mixing Engineer
Da Honorable C.N.O.T.E.
Da Honorable C.N.O.T.E.
Producer

Lyrics

Honorable C.N.O.T.E Huh Big 14, bitch, yeah (yeah) Big 14, bitch, yeah (yeah, yeah) Big 14, bitch, yeah (yeah, yeah) Big 14, bitch, yeah (yeah, yeah) Big 14, bitch, yeah (yeah, yeah) Big 14, bitch, yeah Big 14, bitch, yeah (yeah, yeah) Don't come outside, we send them killers at your door (door), huh, yeah (yeah) Talk down on the gang, lil' bitch, we slice your throat (slice), huh, yeah Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth, look like a ghost (cloth), huh, yeah (woo) On the yacht, let's have a toast 'cause I'm the G.O.A.T. (yeah), huh, yeah (yeah) I just spent like 30 thousand on some clothes (clothes), yeah (ayy, thirty) And just made a hundred thousand for a show (show), yeah (yeah, hey) With them slimes, you know them niggas wipe your nose (slime), yeah (slime) Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like, oh (oh), yeah (yeah) Stackin' and flippin' that money, not sellin' my soul (stackin' that) Walk in that room, told that bitch not to slip on my drip 'cause it's all on the floor (don't slip) Trap all this shit in the Nawf, in the 'bando they knock at the door like Jehovah (knock, knock) I keep a hundred round drum in the back of my trunk and it bite like a Cobra (grrah, grrah, grrah) Feelin' like Tony Montana, the world is mine we runnin' the globe (mine) Get the fuck up, I don't know (go) 30-round Glock for the internet trolls (bah) Fuck on a thot, I'ma pay for the bros (yes, sir) Count up a M in one night in my Rolls (count up) Put this shit on me or put me in Vogue Straight out the Nawf, Big 34 (Nawf) Think that we soft and we shoot out your soul (hey, soul) Don't come outside, we send them killers at your door (door), huh, yeah (yeah) Talk down on the gang, lil' bitch, we slice your throat (slice), huh, yeah Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth, look like a ghost (cloth), huh, yeah (woo) On the yacht, let's have a toast 'cause I'm the G.O.A.T. (yeah), huh, yeah (yeah) I just spent like 30 thousand on some clothes (clothes), yeah (ayy, thirty) And just made a hundred thousand for a show (show), yeah (yeah, hey) With them slimes, you know them niggas wipe your nose (slime), yeah (slime) Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like, oh (oh), yeah (yeah) (Go) Big speaker, richer than all my teachers, that's the same young nigga, used to skip school (true) Just read up, fifteen Ms touch down in my account, I'm in a new mood (go) Let's speed up, Adderal, thirty, that's a lil' orange circle, look it up on YouTube (meds) Grim Reaper, I can get a nigga out of here, I just look like this, I just play cool (fool) Shit water, diamonds on H2O (sparkle) Box full of money like blow (bow) Cop a pint, pour a fo' (coughin') Cups and drinks, corner store (kitten) You spot my opp drop the lo' (quick) Gotta bake me a cake for this dough (earn it) 55 deep in my show (currently) Blew the backend the day before Don't come outside, we send them killers at your door (door), huh, yeah (yeah) Talk down on the gang, lil' bitch, we slice your throat (slice), huh, yeah Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth, look like a ghost (cloth), huh, yeah (woo) On the yacht, let's have a toast 'cause I'm the G.O.A.T. (yeah), huh, yeah (yeah) I just spent like 30 thousand on some clothes (clothes), yeah (ayy, thirty) And just made a hundred thousand for a show (show), yeah (yeah, hey) With them slimes, you know them niggas wipe your nose (slime), yeah (slime) Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like, oh (oh), yeah (yeah) Kill a nigga, drill a nigga, spill a nigga Caps'll get peeled, lil' nigga, I was in the field, lil' nigga (yeah, yeah) AK with that scope, with that beam, where it's real, lil' nigga We want all the smoke, all the war, we don't fear you niggas (war, kill, woo) We gon' drill him down (down) With a hundred rounds (Hundred rounds) She just like my fuckin' sound (all my fuckin' sound) She just like to fuck around (yeah, yeah) She don't wanna date (uh), I just wanna fuck a while Yeah, I wanna fuck her from the back and go to fuckin' town, yeah Don't come outside, we send them killers at your door (door), huh, yeah (yeah) Talk down on the gang, lil' bitch, we slice your throat (slice), huh, yeah Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth, look like a ghost (cloth), huh, yeah (woo) On the yacht, let's have a toast 'cause I'm the G.O.A.T. (yeah), huh, yeah (yeah) I just spent like 30 thousand on some clothes (clothes), yeah (ayy, thirty) And just made a hundred thousand for a show (show), yeah (yeah, hey) With them slimes, you know them niggas wipe your nose (slime), yeah (slime) Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like, oh (oh), yeah (yeah)
Writer(s): Kevin Gomringer, Demario Dewayne White Jr., Tim Gomringer, Elvis Milord, Ronald O'neil Jr. Spence Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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