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Moneybagg Yo – Gave It Lyrics

Moneybagg Yo Gave It Lyrics, Gave It Lyrics by Moneybagg Yo ft Big Homiie G

ZQ you need yo ass wooped for this one

Took the Lamb to the hood (Skrrt)
VVS hit through the tent
Got her a jacket one of one, see this again I’m blocking Trent
(Bet) I can turn a AK to a Draco, that’s a sought off stick
You gon’ be ready to kill or get some money when you bump my shit
8-figure, Memphis n****, toxic, bad bitch getter
You part of a staff, I’m the boss so my pay bigger n****
Birkin bags for my bae got my old hoe bitter
When it come to this I’m raw, I don’t know how to use a filter
Free them boys, ain’t say a word fuck the system
I supply the drink, told big homie bring the utensils
Lined her up, then drilled her
Then I passed her to fav whistle (Here)
Had to pick and roll bitches get bold after you dick ’em (Toxic)
Ain’t no n**** fucking with me that’s something you must understand
Chrome heart like I had a transplant with Hermés
Choppa hold a hunnid bands, make you hit that cha-cha dance
He must be the man fans tryna eat it through his pants

They gave the wrong n**** some money, I don’t know how to behave
Nothing but truffles in this paper, I ain’t burning no sage
Coordinating, wore this watch ’cause it go with my Jays
Certified trendsetter I give what’s supposed to be gave
N***** really having me fucked up out here (I gave it)
One of my features show price lil dude (I gave it)
Write this shit down take notes stay in school (I gave it)
9 times outta 10 a bitch gone choose (I gave it)

Yeah
Popping all these percs, ain’t tryna heal nothing
If I up that fire guaranteed I’ma kill something
N***** walk around and act tough like they gon’ drill something
All that hollering back and forth knowing they ain’t gone kill nothing
Never been a bitch, I ain’t going I ain’t went (N****)
I won’t fight for shit, I got diamonds on my fist
Hit ’em with the swish
I was so in love with Kesha but I fucked off with that Trish
30K off features, it ain’t shit baby but rap money
Walk around with nappy dreads still look like I ain’t got money
And I pop my shit whenever I want, I got racks on
All them times I waited for them shows, now Pateks on
Don’t show me that paperwork if it ain’t got the facts on it
You know these n***** lie about certain shit and put the cap on
If you smoke with us you know we kushin’ it and we step on it
I bought all the hittas switches, and told Bagg to put the rest on
N****

They gave the wrong n**** some money, I don’t know how to behave
Nothing but truffles in this paper, I ain’t burning no sage
Coordinating, wore this watch ’cause it go with my Jays
Certified trendsetter, I give what’s supposed to be gave

They gave the wrong n**** some money, I don’t know how to behave
Nothing but truffles in this paper, I ain’t burning no sage
Coordinating, wore this watch ’cause it go with my Jays
Certified trendsetter, I give what’s supposed to be gave

How the fuck you call yourself a giver?
You ain’t got a car paid off
You ain’t tryna make ya n***** a boss
You’ll rather work the shit out of ’em and send ’em out
Hold up ,hold up while we at it, ya bitch ain’t matching ya fly
Come on man, tighten up n****
Look me in my eyes when you shake my hand n****
Get the fuck on the floor
N***** hugging up, getting high
Worried about the next n**** pockets
Tryna put two and two together and shit n****
Where yo bag at?
One thing ’bout me
Real stand up guy
Everybody round me in position
Team strong
They gon’ forever say I gave it
Forever, ever, ever