Curry Jersey Moneybagg Yo (Ft. YG)

[Intro: YG]
400

[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo]
I take my life way too serious, so don’t play with me
Can’t have that strap in certain states, but it stay with me
It got thirty shots on it like a Curry jersey
Get him hit broad day, call it public service
I'ma give your ass a makeover, them bullets gone take over
Ain’t no game, you can’t play over, white chalk you like Crayola
Comin' from the bottom like me, how you hate on this shit?
I heard they want me dead, you gotta wait on that shit

[Verse 1: Moneybagg Yo]
Let me show you how I’m livin', take you on a tutorial
Smoke a three-five, totin' a thirty, I’m already a Warrior
You want beef, we throw cookouts like the day was Memorial
In LA, she overseas, I flew her in through LaGuardia
I’m worth too much, no fighting
Whole lotta bread, still viking
Kel-Tech or a Glock-19, get hit, sprayed up like Creed
Don’t think just 'cause I rap, all that cap gon' get you clapped
Nigga you not from the streets, might get lost, need Google Maps
I’m back on that gang shit again, we goin' 400 Federal
I won’t get a plain wrist again, eat up the drip like an edible (Medicine)
DrumGod on the beat, a lot of money stackin' neat (6'3")
Last second buzzer beater, alley-hoop to YG