"Moneybags" lyrics

"Moneybags"

Yeah
I'm havin' moneybags (This one's wavy)
Havin' moneybags, uh, baby, moneybags
Yeah

I be havin' moneybags like Yo, bitch
I might fuck on yo' bitch
I've been in that kitchen, I've been whippin' up some coke, shit
Baby, why you be trippin'? I don't get it, let me know, bitch
They say what I'm spittin', this shit's different, I'm on goat shit

G.O.A.T. my abbreviation, tell them foes I 'preciate it
Tell yo' bitch I 'preciate it, ate me up like eggs and bacon
Built like Ricky Williams, why? I be out in Texas faded
Smokin' dope, I'm medicated, hell nah, you can't replicate it
Bitch say she wanna have my baby, no-no, I can't do that now
I see what ya mean, I'm just tryna stack my bread like Yao
I'm just tryna stack that cheddar, chicken, yeah, that broccoli
Yo' bitch tryna trap me for some dick, she all on top of me
She top me up, and I go in it
My Glock is tucked, the clip extended
I feel like Tom Brady, they mad 'cause I'm winnin'
My watch presidential, don't fuck with the senate
I keep a stick like I'm tryna win [?]
VVS choker don't come with no penis
I might never sign, I might stay independent
I just did a show and yo' bitch in attendance

I be havin' moneybags like Yo, bitch
I could fuck on yo' bitch
I've been in that kitchen, I've been whippin' up some coke, shit
Baby, why you be trippin'? I don't get it, let me know, bitch
They say what I'm spittin', this shit's different, I'm on goat shit

I could tell my youngin, "Go get"
UN knock your head off
Oh shit, that's the police, stomped the gas and sped off
Never will I fell off
Never will I fall off
I feel like the top dawg
She wanna eat my hot dog


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