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moneybagg yo - trending lyrics

[intro]
like when you hear this type of sh-t you know the check go right up
haha
federal, ugh ugh

[chorus]
i’m trending
my shirt, my belt, my shoes, the sh-t come from fendi
these racks can’t fit in my jeans ’cause i’m rockin’ skinnies
i walk in a room full of bosses and you know i’m blending
she say i’m a hood n-gg- with no sense but b-tch i got plenty
i put that malaysian up in her head, told her take out that remy
i’ma count money ’til i’m dead, lord forgive me for sinning
i try to be cool, you gon’ make the news, i don’t know why n-gg-s envy
forever talk about me, one of the greatest so you know i’m trending

[verse 1]
ah sh-t, ah sh-t
yeah, i’m on some boss sh-t
i’m f-ckin’ the game good and i just came in it
i’m on some raw sh-t
i’m f-ckin’ your b-tch and she grabbin’ and clutchin’ on me
like she a crawfish
these n-gg-s mosquitos and i might just spray at ’em
spray at ’em, i’m on some off! sh-t
you used to be cool, you used to be aight
now you my enemy
got an all black draco with a hundred some shots for ’em
i can shoot for infinity
i won’t go back and for dissing you on no internet
that sh-t take too much energy
everybody know that i trained you
daniel san, you like my mini-me
i’m still hood with it
i pulled up at church’s and got me a two piece, i’m ridin’ in a two seat
with a b-tch that act boujie, she act like karruche
i’m grippin’ the wheel, other hand on her coochie
i really did run up some change, them facts
couple stains on my shirt from the drank, this act
why you tryn’ come for me, d-mn relax
the burner click clack, your brains go splat

[verse 2]
that lil money you gettin’ ain’t sh-t to me
i just counted four hundred large n-gg-
i’m with some hitters that don’t give a f-ck
they gon’ leave your -ss scarred n-gg-
why moneybagg run the rap game?
i don’t know, should ask god n-gg-
i got your b-tch, she open for me
i just had a menage with her
two b-tches one me, that’s three federal
two stacks on the cartier’s, i can see better
i’m draped in fendi and the f stand for f-ck y’all
yeah i’m talkin’ ’bout whoever
i bought some choppers with clips that curve on ’em
just like that c letter
run up on me if you want to, i heard cry out
big as coach-lla
ah sh-t, ah sh-t
i got them bands on me, they marching
i hit the kushy then pop me a perky
now i’m kickin’ sh-t with the martians
pluto, mars, no bruno
i’m number one like my name was uno
she gave me head, no nu gro
then i got off and skrt-ed off in a two door, hey

[outro]
i’m still hood with it
i pulled up at church’s and got me a two piece, i’m ridin’ in a two seat
with a b-tch that act boujie, she act like karruche
i’m grippin’ the wheel, other hand on her coochie
i really did run up some change, them facts
couple stains on my shirt from the drank, this act
why you tryn’ come for me, d-mn relax
the burner click clack, your brains go splat

- moneybagg yo lyrics

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