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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Moneybagg Yo
Moneybagg Yo
Vocals
Drumgod
Drumgod
Programming
Javar Rockamore
Javar Rockamore
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Gullat
Robert Gullat
Songwriter
Javar Rockamore
Javar Rockamore
Songwriter
Demario White
Demario White
Songwriter
Kendrick Alloway
Kendrick Alloway
Songwriter
Roderick Pusharod Bullock
Roderick Pusharod Bullock
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Drumgod
Drumgod
Producer
Skywalker Og
Skywalker Og
Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Javar Rockamore
Javar Rockamore
Producer

Letras

Point made (point made), point made (point made) Point made (point made), point made (point made) Point made (point made), point made (point made) Point made (point made), point made (point made) I ain't with the subliminals (with the subliminals) If you play, we gon' finish them (play, we gon' kill 'em) All that tough talkin' in your rhymes, it's cool but show me you with it (gotta show me) Too much cap, put a hole in your fitted Went through hell tryna get out the city (Memphis) Been a star but I'm just startin' to feel it (just startin' to feel it) Bitch, I'm sizzlin' straight out the skillet (Hot Taki) I'm hearin' rumors like she been fuckin' around with the enemy That shit (crazy) foul (foul play) So I really ain't even feelin' her energy right 'bout now You need you a regular nigga Can't take what comes with a artist (nah) Always caring less about ya feelings Fuckin' other bitches, I was heartless (point made) Instant message to my phone, askin' why I thug you? (why) You feel a difference, I don't grip it when I touch and hug you (no more) Got one flaw? I hold grudges, it's forever, fuck you (fuck you) Damn, I almost believe myself when I told you "I love you" Telling war stories, it's most likely he ain't do that (I don't think he did it) Rep a hood he ain't even grow up in, but you knew that (he got adopted) Niggas be actin' like real hoes, stay in your place before you get exposed (stay) Drill, Lil New New, come wipe your nose That's what you call hittin' a 10-4 Point made (point made), point made (point made) Point made (point made), point made (point made) Point made (point made), point made (point made) Point made (point made), point made (point made) DrumGod I ain't with the subliminals (with the subliminals) If you play, we gon' finish them (play, we gon' kill 'em) All that tough talkin' in your rhymes, it's cool but show me you with it (gotta show me) Too much cap, put a hole in your fitted Went through hell tryna get out the city (Memphis) Been a star but I'm just startin' to feel it (just startin' to feel it) Bitch, I'm sizzlin' straight out the skillet (cooking up heat) I told her I got it, the Glock automatic, I'm ready for static (guerrilla warfare) I came in this bitch with the chaos, I'm the one causin' the havoc (I'm the one, I'm the one) They won't be satisfied 'til I'm down on my ass, I can't let that happen (I can't) Go with your move, I ain't got nothin' else to lose, I'ma go out clappin' (ga-ga) He was talkin' tough, such and such, then he got touched, that's tragic (damn) Didn't know I had power 'til he up and disappeared (voilà), that's magic (magic) I can peek the fuckery way before it even happen (survival), street tactics Want me to stand down, just so you can rise up (what?), that's madness (madness) You stay in your feelings (how?), sendin' me memes (sendin' me memes and sayin') Say I'm embarrassin' ('barrassin'), callin' me green (callin' me green) Talk to me raw, don't hold back Who keep Chanel on your clothes rack? (Me) I damn near bought you the whole saks Look down at your chest, I froze that (ice) Have you ever fucked with somebody But felt like they friend was meant for you? I make up for lies with Jimmy Choos (lies) It feel like a sin to be with you Point made (point made), point made (point made) Point made (point made), point made (point made) Point made (point made) Niggas takin' aim, guess that's how they get some fame, nope I just spend some change, Scott, wellow while they yellow, go (what?) Sometimes you got to accept favors, don't get repaid (got to) Don't be mad it happened, thank God for the strength it gave (gave me) 40K diamonds stud, no dyke I don't really think you worth shit, that's hype Wood grain, 55 Cartier sight Tall money got height All the talent in my city, God had picked me, guess, I'm golden Been through obstacles that damn near took my life, still here (what's that?) I'm chosen (yeah)
Writer(s): Javar Rockamore, Demario Dewayne White Jr., Robert Labraunte Gullatt, Kendrick Alloway, Roderick Bullock Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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