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mcashhole - who it is 2 lyrics

[intro: “moneybagg yo”]
uh, uh, uh, uh
federal, federal, federal

[verse 1: moneybagg yo]
real n-ggas don’t beef on the internet
you should already know that
hit 20 bands for the show and i prolly go blow that
like to get flashy like kodak
any these b-tch -ss n-ggas got a problem with me (sh-t)
i might let it blow back
got the draco with the scope
and i got drank in my soda
yeah i’m like pour dat (uh, uh, uh)
i do not f-ck with these n-ggas, i just f-ck these b-tches (i just do that, do that)
i’m just countin’ up this money and i’m loadin’ pistols (we just do that, do that)
ain’t n0body give me sh-t, i had to go and get it (i had to go and get it)
i had to hustle all my life because i’m from the trenches (trenches)
all type of big guns (big guns)
draco with a big drum (bow)
n-gga asking for a problem
he gon’ have to get one (you gon’ get it)
yo b-tch hit my line up (brrt)
she calling me and texting (b-tch)
she smart as h-ll, she be lying to you (esskeet-t!)
got me saved as her best friend (yuh, lil pump, uh, uh)

[verse 2: lil pump]
i just f-cked yo mom in a coupe (brrt, brrt), ooh
gucci all over my shoes, ayy (gucci)
diamonds on wet like soup, ooh (soup, yeah)
counting these hundreds, they blue, d-mn (blue)
lil pump still on the lean, ayy
put my d-ck in your b-tch spleen, ayy (ooh)
then she gonna f-ck on the team, ooh
i just spent 30 on a ring (esskeet-t), d-mn (ooh)
i’ll never ever wife a ho, ooh
look at these diamonds, they glow, ayy (d-mn)
charge 40 bands for a show (brrt, brrt), d-mn
your granny ain’t got no toes (ooh), ooh, d-mn
broke my wrist (yeah, ooh), d-mn
f-ckin’ yo b-tch, ooh, d-mn (yeah)
servin’ them bricks, d-mn, ayy
in a sp-ceship (migos), d-mn, ooh

[verse 3: quavo, offset, & takeoff]
young rich n-gga and my neck and wrist on froze (yeah)
i fell in love with the money, won’t love no ho (yeah)
these n-ggas steal my swag, these n-ggas want copy my flow (yeah)
but ain’t no n-gga like me, there’s only one quavo (woo, hey)
bad b-tch nice (nice), come here let me change your life (life, yeah)
wrist too bright (too bright), ap flooded all ice (ice, yeah)
cook up the dope (cook it up), whip it up, whip it up right (right, yeah)
big money huncho (huncho), 100k cash, don’t be surprised (offset, yeah)
i bought a patek (patek)
bust it down, vvs, yeah (woo), ooh (ayy)
baguettes they wet, ooh (drip)
f-ck up a, f-ck up a check, ooh (f-ck up a), ooh (ooh)
molly and x, yeah (molly)
i don’t want talk, give me s-x, ooh (drip), yeah (splash)
shoot with the tec, ooh (brrt), yeah
talk and i aim at yo neck (takeoff, brrt, brrt)
tumble the sack (sack)
spend a ticket get it back (back)
we the ones that changin’ the culture (culture)
we taught all y’all n-ggas how to rap (rap)
choppin’ up bricks in the mansion
where was you when we was movin’ them birds out the trap (where)
all of my diamonds are dancin’
vvs’s on me, all of your jewelry be cap (ice, yeah)
presidential rollie and i got dead presidents in my pocket (deads)
takeoff keep a pocket rocket (brrt, brrt)
motorsport kawasaki (motor)
they say they don’t understand my lingo but i’m good with math and science (add it up)
get money it’s satisfyin’
if rappin’ don’t work then it’s trap or die (hey)

[verse 4: “6ix9ine”]
(sc-mgang)
he know he a f-ck n-gga (f-ck n-gga)
and you know we bust, n-gga (bust, n-gga)
hollow tips hit you in your body (hollow tips)
pierce your lungs, n-gga (pierce your lungs, n-gga)
ak with the drums, n-gga (with the drums, n-gga)
you know we gon’ dump, n-gga (we gon’ dump, n-gga)
pull up with the pump, n-gga
leave a n-gga slumped, n-gga, ayy, ayy, ayy
we gon’ shoot ’em, uh, we gon’ shoot ’em (you know we gon’ shoot ’em), pull up with the pole
we gon’ shoot ’em, uh, we gon’ shoot ’em (you know we gon’ shoot ’em), pull up with the pole
we gon’ shoot ’em, uh, we gon’ shoot ’em (you know we gon’ shoot ’em), pull up with the pole (big 14, b-tch, you know what the f-ck goin’ on)
we gon’ shoot ’em, uh, we gon’ shoot ’em (you know we gon’ shoot ’em), pull up with the pole (yeah, ayy)

[verse 5: “trippie redd”]
we gon’ pull up with them poles (pull up with them poles), n-gga
f-ckin’ on yo b-tch, yeah, she a ho (you know she a ho), n-gga
slimy like a mothaf-ckin’ cold (like my f-ckin’ nose), n-gga
i got purple in my styrofoam (i just poured a four), n-gga
sippin’ on this mud (that’s that mud, b-tch, yeah), ayy, ayy, yeah
i got actavis all in my blood, ayy (i got actavis all in my), b-tch (yeah)
i got gas all in my lungs, yeah (in my mothaf-ckin’ lungs)
f-ckin’ with them bs, you gon’ get stung, ooh (f-ckin’ with them bs, you gon’ get, yeah)
i’ll just count my money up, i just roll my money up (woah)
and this chopper got a drum, and this chopper got a drum (yeah, it got a drum)
p-ssy boy can’t hang with us, p-ssy boy can’t hang with us (ooh, ayy!)
we just turn that n-gga to dust (yeah, yeah)

[verse 6: ski mask the slump god]
ok, wait, my wrist like p-ss (wait, my wrist)
my neck too cold, my diamonds water, mm (water!)
sprinkle my kiddies all on your daughter (sprinkle my kiddies all on your), mm
make it wayne on her like i’m the carter (make it wayne on her like i’m the), mm
ok, pull up on that p-ssy (ooh)
on a late night it’s a slaughter (wet, wet!), mm (what)
she a nympho (wet, wet), f-ck her like a bimbo (bimbo)
10-4, make her bend her back and break it, limbo (make her bend her back and break it), mm
i like how she l!ck it (i like how she l!ck it!), mm
i like how she l!ck it (wet, wet), mm (l!ck)
i like how she l!ck it (l!ck, yeah), mm
i like how she l!ck it (i like how she l!ck it!), mm
i like how she l!ck it (l!ck), mm (l!ck)
i like how she l!ck it (l!ck), mm (l!ck)
i like how she l!ck it (l!ck, ayy, ayy), mm
i like how she l!ck it (l!ck, ayy, ayy), mm (ayy, ayy)

[verse 7: xxxtentacion]
ok, i’m dressed in designer, huh
i f-ck on your momma (ayy!), huh
that b-tch like 40, but she my shorty
and she eat me up just like a piranha, huh
she gonna l!ck me, ayy, uh
throw that like frisbee, ayy, uh
her p-ssy fishy, ayy, huh
that b-tch be wet like a lake, huh
cut my wrist, i don’t give a f-ck
nut on a b-tch face make her l!ck it up
yeah my d-ck look like a semi-truck
when she wanna ride she hit me up
get the bag, don’t f-ck with n-ggas
all these p-ssies gon’ get f-cked
i rape you n-ggas, give it up
i f-ck yo b-tch, she give me suck

[verse 8: lil baby]
i just got me a new draco
counting this cheese it ain’t queso
troupe died that sh-t f-cked my head up
i told these boys get they bread up
i told these hoes mind they business
shot up my dawg he was sitting in his civic
we hit they block and went k!lled all they n-ggas
20 racks in my pocket, codeine in my liver
i fell asleep off these xans
woke up made a 100 bands
catching plays for rackades
missing plays for the backends
we hit they block and went stretch em like yoga
we got sticks in the mattress and bricks in the sofa
i get head in my benz and i trap my toyota
50 racks in my pocket i’m sealing this dope up

[verse 9: gunna]
this dripping is rare, i ain’t cook it long
got a account with chase, but i ain’t chasing no hoes
hundred thousand in my safe, yeah i be sending them loads
young gunna been stacking his bread, i just wan’ get me a loaf
young gunna i feel like a slave
how my neck it stay under these chains
got my ap out a lake
drop the benz and went got me a wraith
can’t f-ck no b-tch that be lame
gucci my body i watch for the snakes
n-gga just stay in yo lane
i’m thirsty i need some more drank
n-gga get knocked out
gunna lookin like a light house
said i need my money right now
need my money pr-nto
bad b-tch, chicago
back end, condo
used to rob at the corner store
all this gucci anaconda on me

[verse 10: hoodrich pablo juan]
gelato i’m smoking on
so many white b-tches like i’m a mobile home
5000 i just paid for some new cologne
i’m f-cking his b-tch and she playin my song
she hit me up for the pipe
i hit her i’m changing her life
ima hood rich n-gga for life
money power respect vvs’s ain’t no regular ice
you pull up lil n-gga we bussing
smoke that lil n-gga like we smoke a russian
this big choppa make a n-gga look disgusting
new crib in the hills i ain’t done adjusting
i’m hit that hoe that you cuffing
they don’t want smoke they just bluffing
brand new draco and it’s russian
f-ck a internet beef we just hop out and straight get to bussin

[verse 11: famous dex]
i f-cked yo b-tch off the xans
30 thousand in my pants
i shoot the glock at yo mans
that n-gga he ran
i f-ck on his b-tch and she eat it all up with no hands
lame n-gga he a joke
lame n-gga yea he broke
ap on me yeah it’s flooded like a boat
i f-ck yo b-tch in la, huh wait
yea i know that was yo bae, huh
30 right here on my waist, huh
bad b-tch givin brain then i nutted all over her face
kick her right out of my place huh
told that lil ho do the race, dexter!

[verse 12: wiz khalifa]
good weed rolling, pouring champagne
throw a hundred dollars in the gas tank
roll the window up my car feel like a d-mn plane
it’s young khalifa man i do my d-mn thang
big pimpin, weed twisting (ugh)
world touring, white b-tches (ugh)
tell the waitress come back we need h-lla bottles
one night a couple groupies and forget about em
i get high when i want, yea
i get fly and you don’t
young khalifa man i’m on fire
and you know it’s taylor gang til i die

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