Moneybagg Yo - Time Served Album Lyrics

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Speak 4 Em

(Go) left a show then I hopped in a booth (I did)
I was walking I jumped in a coupe (skrrt)
Out the bank, money sticky like glue (it is)
With gorillas I'm still in the zoo (crew)
I can't get out the streets 'cause I love 'em (love 'em)
Why you still in the trap if you buzzin'? (I don't know)
You on fire, you hot as a oven (fire)
F*ck a bitch 'cause they come by the dozen (uh)
I can't f*ck with you dog, you might tell on someone
Ayy, go look up my name, I ain't tell on nothin' (nope)
I can't hang no more, I'm busy (busy)
Elevator upgraded my image (image)
I got open, I'm lickin' her titties (for real)
Give her dick, she come back, a Frisbee (right now)
I'm the topic, they're talkin', I'm trendin' (trendin')
No advice, like f*ck your opinion (f*ck)
You can go and ask G, that my witness (big homie)
I was just broke as f*ck in the trenches (I was)
Now it's G Wagon trucks in the trenches (pull up)
Pockets stuffed 'bout to bust out the britches (whoa)
Credit good, I got stripes like a Visa (Visa)
Bread and sauce like a slice of the pizza (Pizza)
Weigh that dope on the scale like a libra (back then)
I was chargin' the shit out them people

I got niggas that's gone, in jail or deceased
They don't got a voice, so I'ma speak
No matter the pressure, I stand on both feet
I get you touched from afar, I got reach (anywhere)
Lookin' for me in a city, speak up let us know
I let Greg 'nem work the Drake, OVO they gon' blow
Saw on the 'Gram they handled your man (damn)
Internet tough, he should've quit playin'
Would've paid for the funeral, but he a opp
I'll cut off my feet before I flip-flop
My pockets in shape, I got 'em tip top
Lean in my soda, but I'll never go pop
Talk so bad about her, I thought they weren't cool
When I f*cked her friend she put me on block

(All my old hoes say I act new and shit)
(If I was them I'd be missing me too, hey)

I put on some Dior to go buy some Louis
We not the same at all (never)
These niggas petty, they pussy, they coochie
You not the gang at all (never)
My young niggas solvin' them problems regardless
Steppin' on shit with no shoe on
Must've lost my mind when I went to Shine
Spent one-fifty for some screw-ons
Can't be on my team still starvin' (why?)
I provide the plate but can't eat for 'em
Call a press conference, let me talk to 'em (what they say?)
Translator I'ma speak for 'em (speak)
A-B-C-D-E-F-G, ridin' with a K (brrt)
Choppa gang, 3-7-5, young niggas hot as May
Get plastic surgery if you muggin', better fix your face (right now)
Hittas gonna lay outside your house, post up, tailgate
Hey, I just f*ckin' relapsed, all this drank I gotta pee now (doin' it)
Got the hookup on these drugs, Think I'm Master P now
I just came to collect what they owe me and then I'm out this (gone)
I just spent a M on VVS's, bought some alphabets (huh)

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U Played

Tay Keith, this too hard (Tay Keith, this too hard)
(Tay Keith, f*ck these niggas up!)

I don't got a heart, but f*ck it, I'm paid
Lil A beat a body he fresh out the cage
I'm still the same nigga from minimum wage
They tryna keep up so they stalkin' my page
They do what I say, they tryna get saved
They line up for me like they coppin the J's
I told her get right, start actin' your age
Can't believe you tried it

Bitch, you played
Wanted a diamond choker soon as our time was over
Bitch, you played
She wanna ride the Rover, told her her Uber was closer
Bitch, you crazy
She tried to show out in public, I cut the bitch off like it's nothing
Bitch, you played
She must've thought I was stupid, I knew she was f*cking my cousin

I don't got a cold, I'm sippin on Hi-Tek
A deuce of that yellow, I'm straight out the projects
The first nigga playing with me, he got shot at
A hunnid some shots flipped the car, that's a car wreck
I really don't need to be speakin' on it
But f*ck it, you know how it be when I get (what)
How high off the mothaf*ckin' medicals (up there)
Get in the booth and go federal (federal)
They copied my style, I had to go get that (gimme that)
Like boy gimme my muhf*ckin' shit back
She wanna chill but this ain't no kick back
Pass her to my teammate, I assist that
Straight to the jet then I'm gone
Land in a new time zone (outta there)
All the hoes pressed, niggas lookin' stressed
They can't accept that I'm on

I don't got a heart, but f*ck it, I'm paid
Lil A beat a body he fresh out the cage
I'm still the same nigga from minimum wage
They tryna keep up so they stalkin' my page
They do what I say, they tryna get saved
They line up for me like they coppin the J's
I told her get right, start actin' your age
Can't believe you tried it

Bitch, you played
Wanted a diamond choker soon as our time was over
Bitch, you played
She wanna ride the Rover, told her her Uber was closer
Bitch, you crazy
She tried to show out in public, I cut the bitch off like it's nothing
Bitch, you played
She must've thought I was stupid, I knew she was f*cking my cousin
Bitch, you played

She out here wildin'
Tellin' her friends I'm buyin' her, flyin' her
Bitch, you childish
I never mind 'em, I'm gettin mine
I'm one of the flyest, got no stylist
Pop my shit, Rolls Truck my driveway
Racks like books, I ain't been to no college
VS my teeth I come through smilin'
Brand new Lam' we come through wilin'
Couldn't get it up, now this shit jus' pilin'
Everybody drip, turn the hood to a island
Last name Rich first name not Roddy
That ain't my hit, can't claim that body
That ain't my hoe, damn sure ain't my side bitch
Wish I would take a lil' hoe shoppin'
Soon as I do it, this foreign I'm coppin'
Still in the hood, I could never get cocky

I don't got a heart, but f*ck it, I'm paid
Lil A beat a body he fresh out the cage
I'm still the same nigga from minimum wage
They tryna keep up so they stalkin' my page
They do what I say, they tryna get saved
They line up for me like they coppin the J's
I told her get right, start actin' your age
Can't believe you tried it

Bitch, you played
Wanted a diamond choker soon as our time was over
Bitch, you played
She wanna ride the Rover, told her her Uber was closer
Bitch, you crazy
She tried to show out in public, I cut the bitch off like it's nothing
Bitch, you played
She must've thought I was stupid, I knew she was f*cking my cousin
Bitch, you played

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Pop My Shit

Talk my, I talk my shit
Excuse my French, I talk my shit
Wherever I'm at, I pop my shit, pop my shit
Yeah, yeah

I think I'm the shit, big as it gets
Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick
Dior kicks, Chanel on my bitch
Nevermind me, I'm just poppin' my shit
Keep that stick, that's a part of my 'fit
Championship rings, can't ball up my fist
Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get
Nevermind me, I'm just poppin' my shit
I think I'm the shit, big as it gets
Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick
Dior kicks, Chanel on my bitch
Nevermind me, I'm just poppin' my shit
Keep that stick, that's a part of my 'fit
Championship rings, can't ball up my fist
Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get
Nevermind me, I'm just poppin' my shit

I'm in the 'Cat with the red on the key
I'm at the bank and an opp, I don't see
Wanted somethin' real so she f*ckin' with me
40K smile, so I say cheese
Haters be quiet and they talk when I leave (ha)
Ain't no handouts, got nothing from nobody (nope)
I really spent me some M's with the jeweller
Look at me, this how you wear a Bugatti
Open the purses, she brung out them racks (too many)
Literally, she in her bag
I'm in somethin' fast, you hear when I snatch (skrrt)
But you don't see nothin' when I pass
I'm fully focused, but full of the ZaZa (what's that?)
That's what we call the exotic
House a hotel, garage like a car lot (everywhere)
No money problems, so I pop it

I think I'm the shit, big as it gets
Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick
Dior kicks, Chanel on my bitch
Nevermind me, I'm just poppin' my shit
Keep that stick, that's a part of my 'fit
Championship rings, can't ball up my fist
Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get
Nevermind me, I'm just poppin' my shit
I think I'm the shit, big as it gets
Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick
Dior kicks, Chanel on my bitch
Nevermind me, I'm just poppin' my shit
Keep that stick, that's a part of my 'fit
Championship rings, can't ball up my fist
Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get
Nevermind me, I'm just poppin' my shit

You know I'ma pop it, I'm havin' my way
They wanna be me so they copy and paste (paste)
I'm in the latest, ain't nothin' out of date (date)
F*ck a stylist, I got flavor, got taste (me)
Icu, my right wrist sick (bluh)
Can't tell me nothin', I know I'm lit (no)
Went Nino Brown way, I canceled that bitch
Excuse my French, I talk my shit
Six watches, big time
Seats in the big body recline (laid back)
New body, she fine
Lil' bitch ain't perfect but she mine (for me)
Blue hundreds, pink fifties
I'm lottery pick, the big ticket (ugh)
Pour red up, I'm trippin'
Slow leak like faucet, I'm too drippy (slip)

I think I'm the shit, big as it gets
Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick
Dior kicks, Chanel on my bitch
Nevermind me, I'm just poppin' my shit
Keep that stick, that's a part of my 'fit
Championship rings, can't ball up my fist
Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get
Nevermind me, I'm just poppin' my shit
I think I'm the shit, big as it gets
Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick
Dior kicks, Chanel on my bitch
Nevermind me, I'm just poppin' my shit
Keep that stick, that's a part of my 'fit
Championship rings, can't ball up my fist
Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get
Nevermind me, I'm just poppin' my shit

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Pistol By Da Bed

Ah
Yeah
(Dtb, you play too much)

Million in jewels, don't include what I got on (not this)
I was already rich before they caught on (got it up)
Play both sides, apologize, you still get shot on (brrt)
Sign a shooter, do walk throughs, he don't drop songs (for real)
Runtz in my blunt real muscle, this shit cock strong (whoa)
Lamborghini decapitated, the top gone
I love that sloppy head, 'specially when she lookin'
Got my pistol by the bed while I'm killin' that pussy (ugh, ugh)

Run that bag up through the roof, roof, roof (roof, roof, roof)
She like, "Bagg, you a dog," I'm like, "Roof, roof, roof" (roof, roof, roof)
Paid a car for a watch, this a two-tone coupe (two-tone)
If I was lame like you is, I'd hate me too (hate me too)
Plug sent a bale, then I broke that shit down (hey)
Live by the code, never wrote that shit down (nah)
Bae so f*ckin' ratchet, got the strap in her gown (brrt)
If she a real bitch, she gon' hold that shit down (down)

I ain't feelin' none of you niggas, I'm on morphine (dope)
I get what you get for a show whenever the door swing (trap)
Snot nose, big boogers in the watch (wristwatch)
She a thot, stick my finger in her twat (in her pussy)
Get in, sit in, I pulled up in the latest
Water on me, I'm hydrated, blew that money 'cause I made it
Tryna hit Kylie and Kendall, I don't care if they related (so?)
Deposit for like eighty, I just spent that on my babies
Got big love for the West Coast, good gas, that petrol
My closet Rodeo, lot of Off-White, no mayo
Your stylist is childish, put him in detention
My clips got extensions like hair on my bitches

Run that bag up through the roof, roof, roof (roof, roof, roof)
She like, "Bagg, you a dog," I'm like, "Roof, roof, roof" (roof, roof, roof)
Paid a car for a watch, this a two-tone coupe (two-tone)
If I was lame like you is, I'd hate me too (hate me too)
Plug sent a bale, then I broke that shit down (hey)
Live by the code, never wrote that shit down (nah)
Bae so f*ckin' ratchet, got the strap in her gown (brrt)
If she a real bitch, she gon' hold that shit down

Got my pistol by the bed, pistol by the bed, pistol by the
Pistol by the bed while I'm killing that pussy
Got my pistol by the bed, pistol by the bed, pistol by the
Pistol by the bed while I'm killing that pussy

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1 2 3

Don't ask no questions, just rub my shoulders when I'm under pressure
I'm doin' what your last ass nigga could never
F*ck up the store, blow a bag when I'm with her
What, ever you want you can get it
Ain't with no extra shit, she 'bout her cheddar
Love when I smile, she say it make her wetter
My ride or die she told me it's whatever
You make me better
She with whatever I'm with (might hit us a lick, and f*ck on a bitch)
She with whatever I'm with (we ballin' together, we both gon' assist)
She with whatever I'm with (she ridin' with me, we neva gon' stop)
She with whatever I'm with (ain't worry 'bout no other bitch takin' her spot)

Don't need a pen, this a vocal love letter
I shot my shot at you like a Beretta
See some miss I like and tell you go at her
Why cheat when we can just f*ck her together
Know all my shit but she far from a groupie
Red bone syndrome, bought her some rubies
Hold onto me tight, don't let go or you'll lose me
Got shot by cupid, he must had a UZI (grr)
That Fashion Nova got her lookin' sexy
She don't get what she want, she gon' call me petty
When I walk thru the door she like let me smell it
Put it in her belly, every time we sexin', ugh (ugh)
Okay (okay)
Eat on me like I'm an entree (right now)
We in the car, it a fourway (seatback)
Pussy so cold, like a snowday (yeah, yeah)
She the headliner ain't no number two (two)
Do I love her? Shit I think I do (do)
F*ck these hoes, all I want is you (you)
F*ck these hoes, all I want is you (f*ck these hoes)
I'm her type, she like thuggish niggas (me)
Perfect frame, guess I fit the picture (bag)
With what I'm with, like a gang member
She don't fight my bitch, she gon' hang with us

Don't ask no questions, just rub my shoulders when I'm under pressure
I'm doin' what your last ass nigga could never
F*ck up the store, blow a bag when I'm with her
What, ever you want you can get it
Ain't with no extra shit, she 'bout her cheddar
Love when I smile, she say it make her wetter
My ride or die she told me it's whatever
You make me better
She with whatever I'm with (might hit us a lick, and f*ck on a bitch)
She with whatever I'm with (we ballin' together, we both gon' assist)
She with whatever I'm with (she ridin' with me, we neva gon' stop)
She with whatever I'm with (ain't worry 'bout no other bitch takin' her spot)

Yeah (yeah)
Body goals, like you fell outta heaven
I like to gas you up, 7/11
Lookin' someethin' like a snack and a beverage
Take what I'm offering, just like a reverend
Say she don't care none 'bout my status (nope)
I'm in charge and she understand it
Not a stick shift, she automatic (skrrt)
Drive a Benz and she rock a Patek
If a nigga ain't right she gon' put it in my ear
And she hate it when I pull up, f*ck on it, disappear
So familiar with my scent, she can smell it when I'm near
And you know she locked in, tryna watch me shed a tear
All that talkin' tough, we ain't on that shit (nope)
My lil' gangsta she a pistol whip a nigga bitch
More realer than these niggas, she don't play this shit
Tell her something, she gon' do it now

Don't ask no questions, just rub my shoulders when I'm under pressure
I'm doin' what your last ass nigga could never
F*ck up the store, blow a bag when I'm with her
What, ever you want you can get it
Ain't with no extra shit, she 'bout her cheddar
Love when I smile, she say it make her wetter
My ride or die she told me it's whatever
You make me better
She with whatever I'm with (might hit us a lick, and f*ck on a bitch)
She with whatever I'm with (we ballin' together, we both gon' assist)
She with whatever I'm with (she ridin' with me, we neva gon' stop)
She with whatever I'm with (ain't worry 'bout no other bitch takin' her spot)

Yeah

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Match My Fly

(That DTB, shout)
You inspired this
And I got you, pinky promise (so, yeah)

If I say you look f*ckable, how would you react? (Huh?)
Starin' at you, daydreamin' 'bout hittin' it from the back (uh, uh)
Ain't no way we can f*ck off without no strings attached (we can't)
Let me prove the past don't matter, we can start from scratch (uh)
No lie (lie)
Look how you complement me, girl, you matchin' my fly (fly)
You remind me of my stepper, 'cause I know you gon' slide (slide)
Your body like a Percocet, it give me a high
Just keep matchin' my fly (go)

One day I was lurkin' on IG, thirsty, full of the purple (full of the meds)
Thought to myself, "What's wrong with her? 'Cause right now she look perfect" (all the way)
Shit together, she look worth it (worth it)
And her bag, yeah, a Birkin (Birkin)
Never seen her out in person (why?)
She low-key, closed curtain (hey)
I'm so on go with what we doin', ain't no stoppin' (no)
You'd think we been knowin' each other, the way we rockin' (locked in)
I'm not gon' play that shit 'bout you, just know I'm steppin' (what's up?)
Before you ever was my bitch, you was my best friend
Federal, we locked in (in)
I know your purse say D&G, holdin' my FN (bah)
It ain't no you or me 'cause we is what I'm reppin' (us)
Tell me your problems from the top floor of the Westin (up)
To have a real bitch is a blessin' (uh)

If I say you look f*ckable, how would you react? (Huh?)
Starin' at you, daydreamin' 'bout hittin' it from the back (uh, uh)
Ain't no way we can f*ck off without no strings attached (we can't)
Let me prove the past don't matter, we can start from scratch (uh)
No lie (lie)
Look how you complement me, girl, you matchin' my fly (fly)
You remind me of my stepper, 'cause I know you gon' slide (slide)
Your body like a Percocet, it give me a high
Just keep matchin' my fly (uh)

You match my fly, this ain't no competition ('cause we is the same)
My Rollie hittin' while your AP glistenin' (buss down, diamonds plain)
I thought I had it all, but you was missin' (question, where you was at?)
I see a future with you, baby, we can go the distance (go)
Poppin' out (poppin' out), showin' out (showin' out)
Good dick got you glowin' now (uh)
They gon' talk, but you ain't gotta listen (nope)
Just don't let your friends blow it now (haha)
We crossed that line, it ain't no turnin' back (point of no return)
I think I love you like I love them racks (love you like my money, yeah)
(For real) Yeah, who don't want a boss bitch? (She don't need no nigga really)
Count money and talk shit (you can get it with me)
Ride for your nigga like you ride dick (uh, uh)
Beyonce in public, RiRi in private (ha)

If I say you look f*ckable, how would you react? (Huh?)
Starin' at you, daydreamin' 'bout hittin' it from the back (uh, uh)
Ain't no way we can f*ck off without no strings attached (we can't)
Let me prove the past don't matter, we can start from scratch (uh)
No lie (lie)
Look how you complement me, girl, you matchin' my fly (fly)
You remind me of my stepper, 'cause I know you gon' slide (slide)
Your body like a Percocet, it give me a high
Just keep matchin' my fly (uh)

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Thinking Out Loud

(Ayy, JB, why they mad?)
(Um, why are you so jaded?) It don't get no realer than this

Came with good intentions, made some bad decisions (crazy choices)
It's smoke in the city, a nigga can get it however they wanna get it (right now)
Ain't no more, no more, no more, no more, no more love (no more left)
Seven-six-two like a tattoo, hit 'em up
How you talkin' shit behind jail walls, I just sent you some money? (Huh?)
F*cked me up, I was like a blind man, I ain't see this shit coming (I'm lost)
Had the nerve, tryna diss, laughed at it, I'm just findin' it funny (haha)
I really can get with the shit (for real)
And get you stuck up in this bitch (ayy, tell 'em quit playin')
Thinkin' 'bout Lil Ruger, my shooter, that was my dawg (forever my dawg)
I pray for Kobe, he know that shit wasn't right at all (wasn't right at all)
Wanna pick up the phone and call Elo, but I can't call (can't call)
Unless they make a time machine, that problem, I can't solve (uh)

It's this one nigga I know that's listening (who?)
He probably hoping I say his name (nah)
Niggas be talkin' through these hoes (haha)
Always speakin' on Bread Gang
Get that for speaking on Bread Gang (yeah)
Brodem ain't gon' sleep until it's done
I promise, I put that on everything

Gave it all I had and more (all that I had, oh)
All I had and more (all that I had)
Gave it all I had and more (all that I had, oh)
All I had and more (all that I had)
Gave it all I had and more (all that I had, oh)
All I had and more (all that I had)
Gave it all I had and more (all that I had, oh)
All I had and more (all that I had)

Don't got pride when it come to you (nah, for real)
So I ain't gon' act like I don't care when I do (do)
Too raw to hold back the truth (truth)
The wrong mistakes'll cost you (cost you)
They hit me with a lawsuit (lawsuit)
I ain't had no business dealin' with you
So I can't even fault you (blame myself)
Let me tell it how it is, hold up, I ain't done yet (ayy, hold up)
Washed up ass niggas hatin' on me, guess I'm a threat (Bagg)
I come where you from, why you don't wan' see me at my best?
He upset, f*cked on his baby mama, put 'em in his chest (ooh)

It's this one nigga I know that's listening (who?)
He probably hoping I say his name (nah)
Niggas be talkin' through these hoes (haha)
Always speakin' on Bread Gang
Get that for speaking on Bread Gang (yeah)
Brodem ain't gon' sleep until it's done
I promise, I put that on everything

Gave it all I had and more (all that I had, oh)
All I had and more (all that I had)
Gave it all I had and more (all that I had, oh)
All I had and more (all that I had)
Gave it all I had and more (all that I had, oh)
All I had and more (all that I had)
Gave it all I had and more (all that I had, oh)
All I had and more (all that I had)

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Federal Fed

(Go) I've been going federal fed
Might pop me a med, then burn up her head (woo)
He know he not 'bout that life
It's f*ck that lil' nigga and I meant what I said (murder)
I put that dick in her life
Tell her some lies, then f*ck up her head (whoa, whoa)
I want that Actavis
They say they outta the purple, I'm sipping on red (cup full of Hi-Tech)

I ride around with choppers in the coupe (skrrt)
I'm on a jigga, need an orange juice (rolling)
I pick her up and beat her walls loose
She eat the dick and clean it when she through (freak)
I ride around with choppers in the coupe (skrrt)
I'm on a jigga, need an orange juice (dry)
I pick her up and beat her walls loose (smash)
She eat the dick and clean it when she through

I put it on, no stylist can dress me
Got some hitters and they take my direction
Left-right, right-left, they stepping
Knock a nigga block off, Tetris
She eat it up and clean it when she done
Testin' niggas, Pikachu, Pokemon (whoa)
I'm on yellow-yellow by the ton
I go federal fed, ex-con
We got the bo's, same number LeBron
If I don't know 'em, I'm charging 'em Kobe
I'm riding around with the F&N loaded
I'm my security, that why I tote it
Soon as she met me, requested a Rollie
Can't even give her a Chuck E. Cheese token
Blowing my high, leave me alone when I'm doping
Throwing me off, look baby, keep focused, go

Ice cream, they gon' Push Up (blaow)
Turn his brains to a fruit cup (f*ck 'em)
Made the news, now you're juiced up (famous)
I'm paid in full, not a poof putt
I don't even care what they doing, I'm winning (I don't care)
Carousel with the bag, I'm spending (I blew it)
Eat the dick with two hands, she twisting
Bring me the mouth hen I miss it

I've been going federal fed
Might pop me a med, then burn up her head (woo)
He know he not 'bout that life
It's f*ck that lil' nigga and I meant what I said (murder)
I put that dick in her life
Tell her some lies, then f*ck up her head (whoa, whoa)
I want that Actavis
They say they outta the purple, I'm sipping on red (cup full of Hi-Tech)

I ride around with choppers in the coupe (skrrt)
I'm on a jigga, need an orange juice (rolling)
I pick her up and beat her walls loose
She eat the dick and clean it when she through (freak)
I ride around with choppers in the coupe (skrrt)
I'm on a jigga, need an orange juice (dry)
I pick her up and beat her walls loose (smash)
She eat the dick and clean it when she through

Beverly Hills, Rodeo Drive
Balling in Louis like NBA Live
My young nigga, he was with me today
He just beat his case on three homicides (murder)
It look like a dealership when I slide
Rolls' and Lambs popping outside
Hi-Tech red, he bought it by the pack
I fired up the blunt, standing in the back

You know you not 'bout that life, you wasn't selling that white
You wasn't toting that pipe (cook it up, cook it up)
I had to PJ the flight, I had bales on the flight
I'ma touch down tonight (give it up, give it up)
I'm with them body snatchers, yeah, them kidnapping niggas
Who put you on ice (woo)
I did it by mistake, it wasn't on purpose
End up f*cking your wife (whoa, whoa)
She was choosing up and it was on sight
Had her riding on me like a motorbike
Had her clean the head like a Wet Wipe
I was on the red, higher than a kite
Pulled up in the hood in a helicopter
I'm a hood niggas making top dollar
Made a lot of money, bought a lot of choppers
I'm a top shotta

I've been going federal fed
Might pop me a med, then burn up her head (woo)
He know he not 'bout that life
It's f*ck that lil' nigga and I meant what I said (murder)
I put that dick in her life
Tell her some lies, then f*ck up her head (whoa, whoa)
I want that Actavis
They say they outta the purple, I'm sipping on red (cup full of Hi-Tech)

I ride around with choppers in the coupe (skrrt)
I'm on a jigga, need an orange juice (rolling)
I pick her up and beat her walls loose
She eat the dick and clean it when she through (freak)
I ride around with choppers in the coupe (skrrt)
I'm on a jigga, need an orange juice (dry)
I pick her up and beat her walls loose (smash)
She eat the dick and clean it when she through (uh, uh)

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Bitch

Uh uh uh
Huh uh uh
She do somethin' better than her, she do somethin' better than the other one
She get crazy sometimes

Both of them together make the perfect bitch (both of them)
Wish I could have them both because I hate to pick (I hate this shit)
Complicated, situation delicate (so delicate)
Can you stop the allegations and the petty shit?
Can you change it up for me and make the perfect bitch?
Is you gon' hold a nigga down through the worst of it?
Can you fix your attitude and make the perfect bitch? (The perfect one)
Can you switch it up for me and become the perfect bitch? (Perfect one)

See one of my bitches is nice, the other one aggressive (ratchets)
The new one know her place but the old one get so possessive
I hate when they both don't play their part, ooh that's messy
I deal with so much shit in the streets, ooh don't stress me
I can't choose, both of y'all bad, I can't lose
You call me bae, she call me zaddy
You tell me no, she automatic
And I love y'all both the same, and I know that's crazy
Whoever leave me first, the other one she gon' be my lady (yeah yeah)
If I took her attitude and your sex drive (what'd happen?)
And put it in one bitch it would be so live (litty)
Maybe even perfect
If your spot was on the line, would you show me you deserve it?
Show me she ain't worth it? (Answer that)

Both of them together make the perfect bitch (both of them)
Wish I could have them both because I hate to pick (I hate this shit)
Complicated, situation delicate (so delicate)
Can you stop the allegations and the petty shit?
Can you change it up for me and make the perfect bitch?
Is you gon' hold a nigga down through the worst of it?
Can you fix your attitude and make the perfect bitch? (The perfect one)
Can you switch it up for me and become the perfect bitch? (Perfect one)

Would you hold me down like gravity if I got jammed?
If I gave it all up today would I still be your man? (Answer that)
When we got together other bitches wasn't in the plan
Now it's like you my right but she my left hand (true story)
I need a machine I can tell what I need, and it create a bitch
Bad and bougie, not a basic bitch
My money good, I'ma pay for it (pay for it)
I know nobody is perfect, I'm just sayin' what if (what?)
I could have who I want with me, welcome to my fantasy
Don't judge me (nah)

Both of them together make the perfect bitch (both of them)
Wish I could have them both because I hate to pick (I hate this shit)
Complicated, situation delicate (so delicate)
Can you stop the allegations and the petty shit?
Can you change it up for me and make the perfect bitch?
Is you gon' hold a nigga down through the worst of it?
Can you fix your attitude and make the perfect bitch? (The perfect one)
Can you switch it up for me and become the perfect bitch? (The perfect one)

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Protect Da Brand

Yeah, ha
(Big Speaker)
One thing about it, I'ma stand (all the way up)
I'm not the one I think you should f*ck with
Just lettin' you know in advance (no)
I got a goon holding a burner
You can get left with a tan (fire)
He a junkie for the dumb shit
Want all the smoke like a strand (dope)
Just protecting the brand (gotta protect the brand)
Too much to count right now, I don't got enough hands (right now it just me and her with it)
They dissin', I know that they wishin' I'd give 'em a chance (never get tricked at the spot)
You reach, I blank, you stank, I'm goin' to the can (goin' fed)
For protecting the brand (said what I said)
Just protecting the brand (hey, go)

Get the drop, go heat up his block (right now)
The chopper hold ninety-nine, plus one
That's a hunnid some shots for a opp (brr)
Put on for my city every time I drop
Couple niggas stuck and they mad that I'm not
Hate that I'm hot like what's under the pot
Got 'em where I want them, I heard that a lot
(Hey, who you is? Tell 'em)
Big Speaker, big stepper
Still in rotation with the trappers and the jackers
Hot boy ridin' with the pump, asthma
Double R truck, red seats, plasma
I'm hitting the bitch from the back, got her sayin' the brand
And free all the bros out the can (gang)
Never seen him, so we clap at his mans like hands
Why would you play with the clan?
F and a N, A and the R
Infrared beam, it glow in the dark
Put in the work and don't tell what you saw
I'm a big driver, controlling the car (big bag)
They ridin' a wrong or right (don't matter)
Lil' niggas tote choppas my height (six-three)
I flooded the brand and ice (on me)
You reach, you playing with your life, yeah

(Big Speaker)
One thing about it, I'ma stand (all the way up)
I'm not the one I think you should f*ck with
Just lettin' you know in advance (no)
I got a goon holding a burner
You can get left with a tan (fire)
He a junkie for the dumb shit
Want all the smoke like a strand (dope)
Just protecting the brand (gotta protect the brand)
Too much to count right now, I don't got enough hands (right now it just me and her with it)
They dissin', I know that they wishin' I'd give 'em a chance (never get tricked at the spot)
You reach, I blank, you stank, I'm goin' to the can (goin' fed)
For protecting the brand (ha)
Just protecting the brand

(Okay)
You know the brand, we winning (let's go)
Better ask 'bout DaBaby and see what they say
That lil' nigga ain't playing, he with it (yeah)
Nigga, know I keep fire on me 24/7
You get cooked like a pan, a skillet
I'm protecting the brand, how you standing on that?
I come step on you like a pair of tennis (okay)
Ain't that what they call it in Memphis? (Uh-huh)
Knew a few niggas balling in Memphis (ball)
Got a bag, I'm with Bagg, I'ma let you know (yeah)
If I pull that bitch out, I'ma let it blow (boom)
Nigga, you know I'm hot, and my bitch a hot girl
We'll pop out like we Meg and Yo
It was time to go ride 'bout the brand and your boy showed his hand
That lil' nigga was scared to go
I think these niggas scared of the label
Got a brand with my brand, we ahead of your label
We made these niggas famous
Put one of your ass on the news, now your mama scared of the cable
Ayy baby, what you gon' do if a nigga walk down
And he call himself checkin' the label?
Tell my lil' brother, "Pass me that AR"
Like I'm asking for salt and pepper at the table

'Cause I'm a (Big Speaker)
One thing about it, I'ma stand (all the way up)
I'm not the one I think you should f*ck with
Just lettin' you know in advance (no)
I got a goon holding a burner
You can get left with a tan (fire)
He a junkie for the dumb shit
Want all the smoke like a strand (dope)
Just protecting the brand (gotta protect the brand)
Too much to count right now, I don't got enough hands (right now it just me and her with it)
They dissin', I know that they wishin' I'd give 'em a chance (never get tricked at the spot)
You reach, I blank, you stank, I'm goin' to the can (goin' fed)
For protecting the brand (said what I said)
Just protecting the brand (hey)
(Turn me up, YC)

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Thug Cry

(Tahj Money)
(Think we found a loophole)

How they gon' judge me? (How you do that?)
They don't even know me (they don't even know me)
They say money changed me (tell me how)
But I'm still the old me (right now)
I'll never change, I'll never switch up on my homies (I can't never)
I can't take your word, I'm just goin' off everything you showed me (that speak louder)
All I need, double cup and weed the only thing that stop me (slow me up)
'Cause I've been goin' through it (through it, man)
You don't even know it (you don't even know it)
When shit get deep, I might shed a tear while I record (why you gon' do it?)
'Cause I miss my boys (the gang)
Smokin' got me paranoid (yeah, yeah, hey)

I remember sleepin' on the floor, me and cuz
That was way back 'fore you knew who I was
2015, I was lookin' for a plug
Everything I got, I had to dig it out the mud
I done made some real bad choices with my life
And I knew I wasn't right but I ain't feel no love
Is what it is, I done done what I done
Ain't nobody perfect, who the f*ck is you to judge?
I feel dead (numb to it all)
But I'm alive (still standin' tall)
When you stand on truth, give it to 'em raw
You can't tell no lies (you can't show no flaw)
Lookin' at the sky, thinkin' 'bout the guys
I still hurt inside (still hurt inside)
Every tear you see, that's somebody died
It's blood when I cry (murder in my eyes)
I'm still thuggin' 'round here with the same old circle (bread gang, bread gang, bread gang)
Joe my nigga forever, 'bout him, I'll murder (big fire, flame, gang)
Y'all just see a nigga shinin' now
But I had to grind with him (I had to grind with him)
If it came to it, Rowdy Rebel, Bobby Shmurda
I'll serve the time with him (do what I love)

How they gon' judge me? (How you do that?)
They don't even know me (they don't even know me)
They say money changed me (tell me how)
But I'm still the old me (right now)
I'll never change, I'll never switch up on my homies (I can't never)
I can't take your word, I'm just goin' off everything you showed me (that speak louder)
All I need, double cup and weed the only thing that stop me (slow me up)
'Cause I've been goin' through it (through it, man)
You don't even know it (you don't even know it)
When shit get deep, I might shed a tear while I record (why you gon' do it?)
'Cause I miss my boys (the gang)
Smokin' got me paranoid (yeah, yeah, hey)

I know you might think (what?)
A nigga like me (rich) don't go through anything
But that shit ain't true
I got real problems like you
Sometimes I don't know what to do (no)
I wear the weight of the world on my shoulder
Stressin' 'bout shit that I ain't got control of
Can't make the time to do nothin' I wanna
I just get high, I can't deal with it sober (up there)
Oh, this world so cold (world so cold)
I was ridin' solo, swear to God I saw Elo (thought I seen a ghost)
Never been the same since the day I seen him layin' in the cold (I can't let it go)
Smokin' to the head while I'm lookin' out the window of the Rolls
Seem like it never got old (go)
Niggas be tellin' these bitches 'bout business
I play it safe so I'm keepin' my distance
Too much lean f*ckin' up my kidney
Check the murder rate before you come to my city (it's violent)
Gotta move right, 'specially when you know what's up (paranoid)
Clutchin' for no reason, tweakin', I'm thinkin' somebody followin' my truck

How they gon' judge me? (How you do that?)
They don't even know me (they don't even know me)
They say money changed me (tell me how)
But I'm still the old me (right now)
I'll never change, I'll never switch up on my homies (I can't never)
I can't take your word, I'm just goin' off everything you showed me (that speak louder)
All I need, double cup and weed the only thing that stop me (slow me up)
'Cause I've been goin' through it (through it, man)
You don't even know it (you don't even know it)
When shit get deep, I might shed a tear while I record (why you gon' do it?)
'Cause I miss my boys (the gang)
Smokin' got me paranoid (yeah, yeah, hey)

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Dem People Freestyle

Mm (30, you a motherf*ckin' fool)
Uh, uh, ayy
Big, rockin'

Big Bagg, Big Bagg
Got these niggas big mad, big mad
Gucci, Off-White, Amiri jeans, thigh pads
Put it on how I want to, mix-match (I do this shit)
Big Bagg, Big Bagg
Got these niggas big mad, big mad
Can't believe they still hatin', big sad
F*ck around and get smashed, bitch ass (bah, bah)

Keep some hitters in the cut like they clockin' (go)
Shit funny 'til you niggas go to droppin' (bitch)
They tryna catch me with a bitch that's poppin' (poppin')
Puttin' two and two together, tryna spot me (there they go)
I'm the one that's settin' trends, they gon' copy (they gon' follow)
Gucci scarf on my head like I'm Saudi (Arabian)
The load in, bring it in on a dolly (right now)
Too much money, they gon' swear I'm 'Lluminati (rich)
Wear 'em one time, probably don't keep 'em (keep 'em)
Know you seen how I drip, don't peep (whoa, whoa)
Kill 'em all, black hearse them people (whoa, whoa)
Don't get it twisted 'cause I want her, I don't need her (I don't need her)
Waste drank, oh, it spilled? Pour some more up (pour some more up)
Trackhawk slime green, ugh, throw up (ah)
Lock it in, book a nigga, I'ma show up (I'ma come)
Aventador, Lamborghini, doors go up (I just got it)
Pull up, skrrt, hurt them people (I hurt 'em)
Top off, convert them people (let it back)
Dope boy, white shirt them people (know I'm strapped)
Walk in, I alert them people

Big Bagg, Big Bagg
Got these niggas big mad, big mad
Gucci, Off-White, Amiri jeans, thigh pads
Put it on how I want to, mix-match (I do this shit)
Big Bagg, Big Bagg
Got these niggas big mad, big mad
Can't believe they still hatin', big sad
F*ck around and get smashed, bitch ass (bah, bah)
Big Bagg, Big Bagg
Got these niggas big mad, big mad
Gucci, Off-White, Amiri jeans, thigh pads
Put it on how I want to, mix-match (I do this shit)
Big Bagg, Big Bagg
Got these niggas big mad, big mad
Can't believe they still hatin', big sad
F*ck around and get smashed, bitch ass (bah, bah)

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Real Luv

(ft. Summer Walker)

(808 Mafia)
(Baby)
(Oh, oh oh)
(Baby)

Real good, real crime, real time (yeah)
But it's real love, real fun, real love
Real hurt, real wild, real loud (yeah)
But it's real good (yeah), real, real, real love, yeah

Let me be your getaway (yeah)
Feel like a dream but we still awake (yeah)
Never got to say what you wanna do and where you want it at (good)
I was finna do it anyway, I'm on the way
Rich sex, penthouse, top floor, me
With me, with me
You know you my personal, do it all versatile
Ring around the rosy, now we goin' circular
Love it when she tell me I'm her daddy, like I birthed her
Make me make a song about it, eight bar verse, uh
Twerk, she me, got her talkin' like a nigga
Look like somebody drew her, got the perfect figure
Havin' a attitude mean you really wanna beef up
Talkin' shit through the phone when I pull up and I freeze up
(Baby, yeah it ain't right)
It feel too good to be wrong
(Baby, I know)
It's real love when you fallin' asleep on the phone
(Aw yeah)
It blow my mind 'cause I'm gone but still hearin' you moan
(Yeah, yeah)
Got me where you want me, I can't leave you alone (yeah)

Real good, real crime, real time (yeah)
But it's real love, real fun, real love
Real hurt, real wild, real loud (yeah)
But it's real good (yeah), real, real, real love, yeah

Why you sittin' way over there? Slide closer
Good girl but you the baddest, bipolar
Knew what you was ready to do on the ride over
She know I'm the high, so she waited and came sober
Moanin' so loud, make the neighbors wanna vacate
Did some real pressure on my plan, I don't play-play
Long stroke her slow and then fast, straight A
Next time bring another bitch, three-way
She prefer me raw but I ain't shootin' up the club
If I hit it missionary then you know it's real love
Like it when I'm rough, want aggression from a thug
Came from the bottom 'cause we started on the rug
I can't beat around the bush, gotta tell her how it is
Keep it one K, show me who you really is
Lockin' up when I hit that spot that's right between your ribs
From the back, got you bustin' back-to-back like hollow tips
Brrt, brrt

Real good, real crime, real time (yeah)
But it's real love, real fun, real love
Real hurt, real wild, real loud (yeah)
But it's real good (yeah), real, real, real love, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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Spin On Em

(Damn, Chose)
(Hardbody)

They know my name, on gang, born sinner
Door to door, if it's war, jump out the rental
Shot caller, frontline go-getter
Call me hitman, four-by-four, big spinner
'Round the corner, on my way, tryna clip 'em
Out the car, walk down, not out the window
Put ten on him, and him, and her
It's f*ck me, then it's f*ck you, you know what's up

Spin on 'em, I'ma spin on 'em (spin on 'em)
Go again on 'em, go again on 'em (again on 'em)
Spin on 'em, I'ma spin on 'em (go in on 'em)
Go again on 'em, go again on 'em

I'ma spend on 'em, in designer, this a Louis Glock
Cut his top like some line-ups when you go through his block
Heard he in a wheelchair, you know you 'posed to killed his ass
Caught him at a red light, put his shit against the glass
Drank in my liver and some pain in my memories
I'm a born hustler, I get money like it's ten of me
Tasmanian Devil, I know Nuski, he gon' spin for me
Pop up on an opp, watch him freeze like it's ten degrees (hey)

Spin on 'em, I'ma spin on 'em (spin on 'em)
Go again on 'em, go again on 'em (again on 'em)
Spin on 'em, I'ma spin on 'em (go in on 'em)
Go again on 'em, go again on 'em

Walked in with them apes, you know them niggas, I be bustin' with
When you speak on TBG, you best know what you f*ckin' with
I can't say too much, you know the murder cases never close
But I cut an opp down, damn, I miss my Draco
Make him feel it if he don't run it back (double back)
Your life ain't shit, they spin for less than a rack (that's a fact)
I want your hat, then I'ma run it by Splatt (BGE)
They wiped his nose, I was shopping at Saks (bah)
Extendo on the Glock, thirty or better
I put blood on that money, I can get you whatever
We got hairpin triggers, this shit light as a feather
He might never walk again, but I feel a lil' better

Spin on 'em, I'ma spin on 'em (spin on 'em)
Go again on 'em, go again on 'em (again on 'em)
Spin on 'em, I'ma spin on 'em (go in on 'em)
Go again on 'em, go again on 'em

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All Dat w/Megan Thee Stallion

What you doin', girl, with all that? Ooh, nothin'
Ayy (Ugh), look (Ugh), woah (Ugh), ayy (Hey), ah

What you doin' with all that ass? Let me touch it (Let me feel)
She say it's mine, so I smack it when I f*ck it (Ugh, ugh)
Freak in the bed, but innocent in public (Wishy-washy)
She be hearin' I ain't shit, but still she love me (Ayy, woah)
Water, Fiji, hold his chin while he eat it (Ah)
F*ck me in the mirror 'cause he know his bitch conceited ('Ceited)
Possessive with that pussy, he say I can't never leave him
Bitch, I better not catch you lookin' at my nigga and I mean it (Baow, baow, baow)
(Ugh), look (Ugh), woah (Ugh), ayy

Turnin' up on sight (Right now)
We on Sprinters and flights (Woah)
Pants down, chains on, I'ma leave her on ice (Ice)
Couple niggas might done had it but it still grip tight
If you gettin' to a bag, you the hot girl type (Hey)
Four hundred degrees, I ain't Juvenile
D'USSÉ got her goin' wild
Eat the nut, swallow my child
Clean it up, go get a towel
Shawty get to shakin', when she cream, cake batter
Tellin' me go deeper, I'm already in her bladder (I'm at the rim)
Hoes mad, niggas talkin' out they throat (Doin' the most)
Got the fire on me just in case you want smoke (Light this bitch up)
Open your mouth, I'ma make you drive the boat (Ah)
Best of both worlds, she Thee Stallion, I'm the G.O.A.T. (Big old Bagg)

What you doin' with all that ass? Let me touch it (Let me feel)
She say it's mine, so I smack it when I f*ck it (Ugh, ugh)
Freak in the bed, but innocent in public (Wishy-washy)
She be hearin' I ain't shit, but still she love me (Ayy, woah)
Water, Fiji, hold his chin while he eat it (Ah)
F*ck me in the mirror 'cause he know his bitch conceited ('Ceited)
Possessive with that pussy, he say I can't never leave him
Bitch, I better not catch you lookin' at my nigga and I mean it (Baow, baow, baow)
(Ugh), look (Ugh), woah (Ugh), ayy (Hey), ah

Ooh, you sexy, eat that dick up, please let me
I ain't talkin' 'bout no kids when I say, "Put it in my belly"
I'ma bust it open, spread it for that bread like some jelly
I'm the type to pull your card, so lil' nigga, please don't bet me
Huh, I got niggas, he got bitches, we don't trip though
Huh, hide the whip, so them hoes don't bust my windows
Huh, pussy good, he be beggin' me to get gone
Ayy, when I get up, leave it wet like some Soul Glo
Hey, I ain't fightin' with these bitches 'cause I'm pretty
Bitch, you mad 'cause your baby daddy suckin' on my titties
I be runnin' 'round his mansion with no panties like I'm Winnie
He don't dance, but this pussy make him bop like he Diddy (Baow, baow, baow)

What you doin' with all that ass? Let me touch it (Ah)
She say it's mine, so I smack it when I f*ck it (Ugh, ugh)
Freak in the bed, but innocent in public (Wishy-washy)
She be hearin' I ain't shit, but still she love me (Ayy, woah)
Water, Fiji, hold his chin while he eat it (Ah)
F*ck me in the mirror 'cause he know his bitch conceited ('Ceited)
Possessive with that pussy, he say I can't never leave him
Bitch, I better not catch you lookin' at my nigga and I mean it (Baow, baow, baow)

Denaro, where the love at?