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Moneybagg Yo & NBA Youngboy - Preliminary Hearing [Fed Babys]
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Moneybagg Yo
Moneybagg Yo
Vocals
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron David Lockhart, Jr.
Aaron David Lockhart, Jr.
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Demario White
Demario White
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dubba-AA
Dubba-AA
Producer

Lyrics

I got that burner on me now, yeah Whole lot of money on me now, yeah Diamonds dancing on me now, yeah Hitters on go and they gon' ride, yeah Every diamond on me wet Heard he got anna on his chest I'ma die 'bout my respect yeah Got my foot on niggas' necks, yeah I come from the mud, diamonds wet like floods Pour up see the suds, you snitch you the fuzz Young boy them on go Choppers outside the show Horseshoes on my toe I just smoked a bowl Young boy screaming murder Killers in my circle Bitch I'm out the north Straight out the gutter like some turtles I know that gang you heard of BGE, them be my brothers I can't talk, that chopper stutter They don't like you then it's fuck you I got some killers with me straight up out that mainframe And all my fed babies with me hollerin' gang gang And every OG with me smoke on dope and sell 'caine And we got bricks out in the label, that's the same thing I got that burner on me now, yeah Whole lot of money on me now, yeah Diamonds dancing on me now, yeah Hitters on go and they gon' ride, yeah Every diamond on me wet Heard he got anna on his chest I'ma die 'bout my respect yeah Got my foot on niggas' necks, yeah These niggas know we ain't acting You get out your body, you know we gon' stamp you You see I pulled up with them shooters You go at your move and you know we gon' ban you Whole lot of money on me now and all these diamonds dancing I'm a street nigga out that north, yeah bitch you know I'm fastin' NBA and BGE we on the same thing Sure you want beef, I drop a check down on your main man I got some killers with me straight up out that mainframe Don't know chief keef but all my niggas hollerin' bang bang Pull up, I'm hopping straight out of the cell KD and three-three, they catchin' a sale Ain't coppin' no deuce, I ain't throwing my hand Say you want beef and we bringin' 'em hell These niggas hatin' like they retarded, guess these niggas crazy On all my babies, quit the facing, never let 'em take me Blue cheese bag, I want ben on all my faces Ain't no dope, I beat my laces I spit that flame, I spit that cajun Roll that kush, I keep it blazin' Hit the stage, crowd ragin' Niggas pissed off 'cause I made it Two-three chains on me, that's slavery I got that burner on me now, yeah Whole lot of money on me now, yeah Diamonds dancing on me now, yeah Hitters on go and they gon' ride, yeah Every diamond on me wet Heard he got anna on his chest I'ma die 'bout my respect yeah Got my foot on niggas' necks, yeah
Writer(s): Kentrell Desean Gaulden, Demario Dewayne White Jr., Aaron David Lockhart Jr., Michael Laury Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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