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moneybagg yo - speak lyrics

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[intro: moneybagg yo]
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
ayy

[chorus: moneybagg yo]
speak, these n+ggas ain’t f+ckin’ with me (n+ggas ain’t on my level)
speak, these n+ggas ain’t nothin’ to me (n+ggas ain’t even a fraction)
speak, these n+ggas don’t hustle like me (i’m havin’ too much motion)
speak, they ain’t havin’ more muscle than me (at the press of a b+tton)

[verse 1: moneybagg yo]
i got in my bag, i done came to my senses
i cut off some n+ggas, wasn’t takin’ me serious
i jumped in the track’ and went fast and furious
four b+tches with me, polygamy (rotation)
i ran it back up, i ain’t wait on n0body
i’m sellin’ exotic and takin’ narcotics
a bold face lie (how?), f+ck n+ggas know that he owe me, stop it
come get with us, you can profit
it’s been a minute since i wore versace
i’m still tippin’ and sippin’ on wocky
redbone syndrome and a lil’ chocolate
i like ’em both, so l keep a few options
when i do me and she can’t take the heat (what?), the b+tch be so ready to block me (stop it)
he said he had a new flavor, i smoked a lil’ blunt, it was garbage (that sh+t was weak)
trappin’, workin’, and cookin’, uh
my presidential got boogers, uh
he want a bunch of ’em, i gotta cut some, i feel like scooter, i’m juggin’, uh
i’m in la with a fully, uh (right now)
but i’m with twins from brooklyn, uh (ayy)
i can count through it all without lookin’
but l’ma be late for my bookin’ (fire up the jet)
[chorus: moneybagg yo]
speak, these n+ggas ain’t f+ckin’ with me (n+ggas ain’t on my level)
speak, these n+ggas ain’t nothin’ to me (n+ggas ain’t even a fraction)
speak, these n+ggas don’t hustle like me (i’m havin’ too much motion)
speak, they ain’t havin’ more muscle than me (go)

[verse 2: moneybagg yo]
i used to sleep on the floor on a blow up
now i get two hundred thousand to show up
passive income, my cup runnin’ over (spill)
i made a mill’ in a month in october
these n+ggas ain’t sold more dope than me (no)
n+ggas ain’t touch more ‘bows than me
still gettin’ two or three shows a week (booked)
can’t even drive all the whips in my fleet (skrrt)
i just might break the money counter when i count it
might put some forgis on it when i mount it (yeah)
fly a n+gga b+tch to that ‘yami
and let her do some tricks at the palace
‘member when i first got some status
knocked a pimp for his ho in dallas
she was turnin’ tricks, bringin’ daddy (yeah)
five racks a night for my mackin’ (no rap)

[chorus: moneybagg yo]
speak, these n+ggas ain’t f+ckin’ with me (n+ggas ain’t on my level)
speak, these n+ggas ain’t nothin’ to me (n+ggas ain’t even a fraction)
speak, these n+ggas don’t hustle like me (i’m havin’ too much motion)
speak, they ain’t havin’ more muscle than me (press of a b+tton, go)
[outro: your honor]
my tattoos better
i’m stronger than you
my b+tch thicker than yours
my guns bigger than yours
n+gga, my guns bigger than yours
i hustle better
i can get a dollar quicker than you
i talk better, i walk better, my shoes fit me better
i get paid more than you



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