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moneybagg yo - clear da air lyrics

[intro]
federal, federal, federal, federal fed, who?
out here talkin’ to me? hah
i put this sh+t in the envelope, put the address on it
we don’t do diss songs, we clear the air
go

[chorus]
n+ggas be lyin’ like the raw (lie), 4800, my cough
put my lil ‘b+tch in the lock (in the spot)
keep your eyes on the bread, i told ’em (stay focused)
i threw some diamonds in the audemars (avatar)
coulda went and bought a car (went and bought a car)
open that truffle bag full of ‘za (right there)
we gon’ smoke ’til tomorrow (twenty+four)
i might keep these pints for the drought
then break ’em back out like i’m taxin’ (havin’)
i do the white 1s least four times a week
i still dress like i’m trappin’ (dope boy)
don’t care how gangster you is or what you did
that paper work got your name in it (don’t know)
ain’t with that fake sh+t, by the time they started showin’ love
i was straight then (don’t even want none)

[verse 1]
i’m double g, i put my b+tches in double c (three)
turn the section 8 house to a double tree (trap)
real n+ggas and hitters, they run with me (gang)
real bge, i’m protectin’ the company (bread)
i done took the label to a whole ‘nother level
now they respectin’ my mind more
on a money spree
she been thinkin’ ’bout breakin’ up with me (why?)
i don’t make time for her
i’m goin’ in from the back, she like when my hands on her neck (ooh)
give her that demon effect (uh)
blow her head up with a lie (now), tell her her p+ssy the best
don’t disrespect me when i’m treeshin’ (no)
it’s either wock’ or the tech (p)
chargin’ a hunnid a set (yeah)
can’t even get higher than that (uh+uh)
smoke and then count up a check on the way to the jet
send a blitz out the store, low (go, go)
you the law, you the po+po (twelve)
f+ckin’ your btch, i got mojo (ugh)
keep it on me, i ain’t dolo (right now)
racks on me, loaded potato (right now)
can’t name a place where i can’t go (no, no)
i better not trip, i replace hoes (swap out)
i’m in that “don’t give a f+ck” mode (federal, federal)
[chorus]
n+ggas be lyin’ like the raw (lie), 4800, my cough
put my lil ‘b+tch in the lock (in the spot)
keep your eyes on the bread, i told ’em (stay focused)
i threw some diamonds in the audemars (avatar)
coulda went and bought a car (went and bought a car)
open that truffle bag full of ‘za (right there)
we gon’ smoke ’til tomorrow (twenty+four)
i might keep these pints for the drought
then break ’em back out like i’m taxin’ (havin’)
i do the white 1s least four times a week
i still dress like i’m trappin’ (dope boy)
don’t care how gangster you is or what you did
that paper work got your name in it (don’t know)
ain’t with that fake sh+t, by the time they started showin’ love
i was straight then (don’t even want none)

[verse 2]
money sh+t crazy (yeah), i put the drip on daily (real)
like it’s a special occasion (sorry)
know what i’m blazin’, dang, my eyes on asian
like me and jhené related (haha)
n+ggas wait ’til they get money, get gangsta
this the type of sh+t that flush me (flush me)
f+ck your n+ggas and your support
you just act like it, you don’t love me
i’m better than i was ‘fore i started
when you get real money you don’t bargain
chrome heart came hat, n+ggas flodgin’
i told her, “come and eat me like you starvin'”
even in high school i was mobbin’ (what that mean?)
trappin’, breakin’ b+tches, robbin’ (only that)
i know i’m gon’ beat this (nah)
but i knew i was gonna get me some money regardless (true)
[chorus]
n+ggas be lyin’ like the raw (lie), 4800, my cough
put my lil ‘b+tch in the lock (in the spot)
keep your eyes on the bread, i told ’em (stay focused)
i threw some diamonds in the audemars (avatar)
coulda went and bought a car (went and bought a car)
open that truffle bag full of ‘za (right there)
we gon’ smoke ’til tomorrow (twenty+four)
i might keep these pints for the drought
then break ’em back out like i’m taxin’ (havin’)
i do the white 1s least four times a week
i still dress like i’m trappin’ (dope boy)
don’t care how gangster you is or what you did
that paper work got your name in it (don’t know)
ain’t with that fake sh+t, by the time they started showin’ love
i was straight then (don’t even want none)

[outro]
turn me up, yc (turn me up, yc)
realred, i’m so f+ckin’ bumpin’, bruh

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