Ralo - Trending (MoneyBagg Yo Diss) lyrics

[Intro] Ayy I'm 'bout to win this Trending Freestyle thing right But y'all can tell that p**y a** n***a he can keep his verse I don't want it You 'bout to get bodied by a n***a with a squeaky voice n***a Haha [Chorus] You trending You better not let me catch you slipping We might just beat you out that Fendi Bro bein' real don't cost a penny These n***as hoes, that sh** ridiculous Bro where you from them n***as k**in' So really you can't be from Memphis [Verse 1] Opp sh**, pop sh**, yeah, I'm on some boss sh** Pulled up to the show, where MoneyBagg? he done got lost quick You can ask every n***a in Orlando, MoneyBagg you a ho Ask anyone you know, they'll tell you 'bout the show We had a show, he didn't walk in the door He had some pressure I didn't even know Only fake n***as gon' get exposed These street n***as stay out the road Play with the bomb and we gon' explode You don't want to see them opps at your door Boy I thought you was a real n***a You tried to pay not to see a n***a f** you and every fan you got You want smoke then we gon' fan it out You want war, you better plan it out I got choppers that I'm handing out I thought you was just like me, n***a you ain't like me You can have a hundred million followers but you don't have rank like me [Chorus] You trending You better not let me catch you slipping We might just beat you out that Fendi Bro bein' real don't cost a penny These n***as hoes, that sh** ridiculous Bro where you from them n***as k**in' So really you can't be from Memphis [Verse 2] That money you gettin' ain't sh** to me Your boss can come get a brick from me I built my hood off of dogfood Ralo done really made history f** every n***a that disagree Shoot that b**h up like I'm Pistol Pete I ain't you and n***a you ain't me You don't see no n***a feedin' me Why you leave sap for CMG? 'Cause n***a you ain't got no loyalty We always seen n***as buy you sh** But you ain't seen a n***a spoil me Shoutout to all of my Haitian n***as You know them n***as my Zoes They come to all of my shows I treat them n***as like the bros Tell them folks to free JackBoy I know he eating like a fat boy PJ told me that that n***a was soft Why the f** that n***a act hard? I pulled your card Boy you a ho, but a good rapper And I'm in the streets, and we don't really f** with too many rappers [Chorus] You trending You better not let me catch you slipping We might just beat you out that Fendi Bro bein' real don't cost a penny These n***as hoes, that sh** ridiculous Bro where you from them n***as k**in' So really you can't be from Memphis [Outro] Ayy dog I been sending packs down there in Memphis all my motherf**in' life n***a And it's some real n***as down there dog You don't act like one of them You from-you from another f**in' Memphis boy And before y'all p**y a** fans write on my sh** I just want to tell you one thing f** ya!