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Moneybagg Yo - Federal Fed feat. Future (Official Audio)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Moneybagg Yo
Moneybagg Yo
Vocals
Future
Future
Vocals
Dmactoobangin
Dmactoobangin
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Demario White
Demario White
Songwriter
Dyllan McKinney
Dyllan McKinney
Songwriter
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dmactoobangin
Dmactoobangin
Producer
Ari Morris
Ari Morris
Mixing Engineer
Skywalker Og
Skywalker Og
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

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DMac, pop your shit DMac, pop your shit, yeah Go I be goin' federal, fed Might pop me a med, then burn up a head (Woo) He know he not 'bout that life It's fuck that lil' nigga, and I meant what I said (Murder) I put that dick in her life Tell her some lies, then fuck up her head (Woah, woah) I want that Actavis They say they out of that purple I'm sippin' on red (Cup full of Hi-Tech) I ride around with choppers in the coupe (Skrrt) I'm on a jigga, need an orange juice (Rollin') I pick her up and beat her walls loose (Ugh) She eat the dick and clean it when she through (Freak) I ride around with choppers in the coupe (Skrrt) I'm on a jigga, need an orange juice (Dry) I pick her up and beat her walls loose (Smash) She eat the dick and clean it when she through I put it on, no stylist can dress me Got some hitters and they take my direction Left, right, right, left, they steppin' Knock a nigga block off, Tetris She eat it up, and clean it when she done Tussinex, Pikachu, Pokémon (Woah) I'm on yellow-yellow by the ton I go federal, fed, ex-con We got the 'bows, same number LeBron If I don't know him, I'm charging him Kobe I'm riding around with the FN loaded (Now) I'm my security, that's why I tote it Soon as she met me, requested a Rollie Can't even give her a Chuck E. Cheese token Blowing my high, leave me 'lone when I'm doping Throwing me off, look, baby, keep focused (Go) Ice cream, they gon' push up (Bah) Turn his brains to a fruit cup (Fuck him) Made the news, now you juiced up (Famous) I'm paid in full, not a poo-putt (Mitch) I don't even care what they doin', I'm winnin' (I don't care) Carousel with the bag, I'm spendin' (I blew it) Eat the dick with two hands, she twist it Bring me the mouth when I miss it (Ugh) I be goin' federal, fed Might pop me a med, then burn up a head (Woo) He know he not 'bout that life It's fuck that lil' nigga, and I meant what I said (Murder) I put that dick in her life Tell her some lies, then fuck up her head (Woah, woah) I want that Actavis They say they out of that purple I'm sippin' on red (Cup full of Hi-Tech) I ride around with choppers in the coupe (Skrrt) I'm on a jigga, need an orange juice (Rollin') I pick her up and beat her walls loose (Ugh) She eat the dick and clean it when she through (Freak) I ride around with choppers in the coupe (Skrrt) I'm on a jigga, need an orange juice (Dry) I pick her up and beat her walls loose (Smash) She eat the dick and clean it when she through Beverly Hills, Rodeo Drive Balling in Louis, like NBA Live My young nigga, he was with me today He just beat his case, on three homicides (Murder) It look like a dealership when I slide (Like a dealership) Rolls's and Lambs poppin' outside Hi-Tech ready, poured it by the pint (Hi-Tech) I fired up a blunt standing in the bank (Wo) You know you not 'bout that life You wasn't selling that white You wasn't toting that pipe (Cook it up, cook it up) I had to PJ the flight, I had bales on the flight I'ma touch down tonight (Give it up, give it up) I'm with them body snatchers, yeah Them kidnappin' niggas who put you on ice (Woo) I did it by mistake It wasn't on purpose, end up fucking your wife (Woah, woah) She was choosin' up, and it was on sight Had her ridin' on me like a motorbike Had her cleaning head like a wet wipe I was on the red, higher than a kite Pulled up in the hood in a helicopter I'm a hood nigga, making top dollar (Future) Made a lot of money, bought a lot of choppers (Pluto) I'm a top shotta (Woo) I be goin' federal, fed Might pop me a med, then burn up a head (Woo) He know he not 'bout that life It's fuck that lil' nigga, and I meant what I said (Murder) I put that dick in her life Tell her some lies, then fuck up her head (Woah, woah) I want that Actavis They say they out of that purple I'm sippin' on red (Cup full of Hi-Tech) I ride around with choppers in the coupe (Skrrt) I'm on a jigga, need an orange juice (Rollin') I pick her up and beat her walls loose (Ugh) She eat the dick and clean it when she through (Freak) I ride around with choppers in the coupe (Skrrt) I'm on a jigga, need an orange juice (Dry) I pick her up and beat her walls loose (Smash) She eat the dick and clean it when she through (Ugh, ugh)
Writer(s): Nayvadius Wilburn, Dyllan Christopher Mckinney, Demario Dewayne Jr. White Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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