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Moneybagg Yo - Federal 3x (Review)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Moneybagg Yo
Moneybagg Yo
Vocals
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Demario White
Demario White
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Karltin Bankz
Karltin Bankz
Producer
Seth Firkins
Seth Firkins
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Like, yeah Ayy see See I'm a young nigga with this paper, you know what I'm sayin' I ain't gon' even lie, like Sometimes it get to me, you know what I'm sayin'? I just popped a bean, I just threw my neck back I'm in the latest machine, I hope I don't wreck it Bitch threaten me like she gon' leave (bye bye) Cool, ain't gon' sweat that You ain't never got no time for me I hate when she text that I just got flagged by the law, I just had a minor setback Hundred hundred with my dogs Ten-oh-four, I'm like bet that, ayy I met the paper, I met that Neck and my wrist is on wet wet At the crib, pour where the jet's at (where the Lear at?) Name one thing I ain't best at I just hit me a lick, I just stretched that I'm on pills in the foreign, I might wreck that I just copped an AP, I love how it shine I ain't took the time to set that All my young niggas still on that hot shit I can't fuck with you, you on that opp shit All that hatin' shit, that ain't gon' stop shit I be fly like dude in the cockpit She textin' me talkin' 'bout she want better She wanna come 'round but I won't let her This money got these niggas so jealous But I keep them straps like Margiellas, hey Still making sales, fuck 12 If I get caught I make bail (federal) Pull up servin' with the tags out Still got the bales out the schoolhouse Three shows one night, that's a paycheck I just hopped off a Lear G5 jet Vibin', stylin', profilin' Bad bitch with me, she red like Hi-Tech (red like drank) Hold up, she might be bad but she don't listen Always talkin' 'bout other bitches (god damn ho) Send my lil niggas on a mission I got that power like Fifty I just popped a bean, I just threw my neck back I'm in the latest machine, I hope I don't wreck it Bitch threaten me like she gon' leave (bye bye) Cool, ain't gon' sweat that You ain't never got no time for me I hate when she text that I just got flagged by the law, I just had a minor setback Hundred hundred with my dogs Ten-oh-four, I'm like bet that, ayy I met the paper, I met that Neck and my wrist is on wet wet At the crib, pour where the jet's at (where the Lear at?) Name one thing I ain't best at Flight up to Cali, you know that I bet that Pull up, show my ass, I'm like where the check at? Before I walk in I'm like where the perps at? Turn up at the party, you know I success that Bitch textin' me, tryna see where I be at I told her I'm headed wherever the check is She said when you comin' back to where I live? You need to find you a new me, you lil bitch ass (bitch) Don't fuck with me, then say that Bitch, then say that I chauffeur my car, in the back of the Maybach (I chauffeur my car, in the back of the Maybach) Don't fix your mouth to say what you gon' do I told a ho bitch you know I don't play that I walk around with a whole lot of money Four of your boyfriends couldn't even make that, ho I just popped a bean, I just threw my neck back I'm in the latest machine, I hope I don't wreck it Bitch threaten me like she gon' leave (bye bye) Cool, ain't gon' sweat that You ain't never got no time for me I hate when she text that I just got flagged by the law, I just had a minor setback Hundred hundred with my dogs Ten-oh-four, I'm like bet that, ayy I met the paper, I met that Neck and my wrist is on wet wet At the crib, pour where the jet's at (where the Lear at?) Name one thing I ain't best at
Writer(s): Demario White, Kentrell Gaulden, Lukas Payne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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