[Intro]
(ZQ, you need your ass wooped for that one)
[Verse 1: Moneybagg Yo]
Took the Lamb' to the hood (Skrrt), VVs hit through the tint
Gallery jacket one-of-one, see this again, I'm blockin' Trent (Bet)
I can turn an AK to a Draco, that's a sawed-off stick
You gon' be ready to kill or get some money when you bump my sh*t
Eight-figure, Memphis ni**a, toxic, bad-b*tch-getter
You part of a staff, I'm the boss, so my pay bigger, ni**a
Birkin bags for my bae, got my old ho bitter
When it come to this, I'm raw, I don't know how to use a filter
Free them boys, didn't say a word, fu*k the system
I supply the drink, told Big Homiie, "Bring the utensils" (The kit)
Lined her up, then dripped her, then I passed her to [?] (Here)
Had to pick and roll, b*tches get bold after you dick 'em (Toxic)
Ain't no ni**a fu*kin' with me, that's somethin' you must understand
Chrome Heart, like I had a transplant with Iron Man
Choppa hold a hunnid bands, make you hit that Cha-Cha dance
He must be the man, fans tryna eat it through his pants (Bagg)
[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo]
They gave the wrong ni**a some money, I don't know how to behave
Nothin' but truffles in this paper, I ain't burnin' no sage
Coordinatin', wore this watch 'cause it go with my J's
Certified trendsetter, I give what's 'posed to be gave
[Post-Chorus: Moneybagg Yo & Big Homiie G]
ni**as really havin' me fu*ked up out here (I gave it)
One of my features, show price lil' dude (I gave it)
Write this sh*t down, take notes, stay in school (I gave it)
Nine times out of ten a b*tch gon' choose (I gave it)
Oh, yeah
[Verse 2: Big Homiie G & Moneybagg Yo]
Poppin' all these Percs, ain't tryna heal nothin'
If I up that fire, it's guaranteed I'ma kill somethin' (Woah)
ni**as walk around and act tough like they gon' drill somethin'
All that hollerin' back and forth, knowin' they ain't gon' kill nothin' (Nah)
Never been a b*tch, I ain't goin', I ain't went (ni**a)
I won't fight for sh*t, I got diamonds on my fist (Woah)
Frrrt-frrt, frrrt, hit 'em with the switch
I was so in love with 'Kesha but I fu*ked off with that Tris (Yeah)
30K off features, it ain't sh*t, baby, but rap money
Walk around with nappy dreads, still look like I ain't got money (Ha)
And I pop my sh*t whenever I want, I got racks on (Woah)
All them times I waited for them shows, now Pateks on (ni**a)
Don't show me that paperwork if it ain't got the facts on it (Nah)
You know these ni**as lie about certain sh*t and put the cap on (Yeah)
If it's smoke with us, you know we pushin' and we step on it
I bought all the hittas switches, told Bagg to put the rest on (Frrt, frrt, woah)
ni**a (Go)
[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo & Big Homiie G]
They gave the wrong ni**a some money, I don't know how to behave
Nothin' but truffles in this paper, I ain't burnin' no sage
Coordinating, wore this watch 'cause it go with my J's
Certified trendsetter, I give what's supposed to be gave
They gave the wrong ni**a some money, I don't know how to behave (I don't know)
Nothin' but truffles in this paper, I ain't burnin' no sage (Real dope)
Coordinating, wore this watch 'cause it go with my J's (Stylin')
Certified trendsetter, I give what's supposed to be gave
[Outro: Moneybagg Yo]
How the fu*k you call yourself a giver?
You ain't got a car paid off, you ain't tryna make your ni**as a boss
You rather work the sh*t out of 'em and send 'em out
Hol' up, hol' up, while we at it, your b*tch ain't matchin' your fly
Come on, man, tighten up, ni**a
Look me in my eyes when you shake my hand, ni**a
Get the fu*k on the floor
ni**as huggin' up, gettin' high
Worried 'bout the next ni**a pockets, tryna put two and two together and sh*t, ni**a
Where your 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