Black Feet Moneybagg Yo (Ft. BlocBoy JB)

[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo]
I ain't got no love for no black feet ratchet (ratchet)
I'm just tryna hit it, then curve, no attachment (skrrt)
You ain't got a bag, you can't get none of my action (nope)
Greet me when you see me, but don't touch me bitch I'm status (ugh ugh)
Work my wrist like (ugh ugh)
Curve that bitch like (ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh)
Diamonds hit like (ugh ugh)
Hit my ho like (ugh ugh)
Pour a four like (ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh)
Javar said, "pick up that bag", right?

[Verse 1: Moneybagg Yo]
Burnt her head down, it was fire just like some matches
Lil bitch from the city and she call herself a savage
She ain't got her money right but swear that she ain't average
She picky and she think she Nicki when she get her taxes (Minaj)
I hit that lil bitch like my blunt (smoke)
From the back, the side, the front
After, asked her what she want
Kicked her ass out like a punt
Ugh ugh, I had to curve the ho (swerve)
Uh-uh, she want the world or no
Called her bluff like Curtis Snow
But the head A-1, had to curl my toes (ooh, good)
AP (what's that?), plain janes cost me forty (forty thou)
Chanel (drip), shell stains, haters salty (salty)
Bitch I'm lit like I'm a torch, fucked that thot bitch on the porch
Then got ghost like Rolls Royce, ugh out here on her