Section Moneybagg Yo & Yo Gotti
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[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo]
In my section
You see sparklers in my section, you see models in my section
You see goons, nigga try us make the news
That’s how we move, that’s how we move
Don’t go in the club without them tools
Can’t rock that set without them jewels
Don’t chase them hoes, we let ‘em choose
In my section
You see sparklers in my section, you see models in my section
You see goons, nigga try us make the news
That’s how we move, that’s how we move
Don’t go in the club without them tools
Can’t rock that set without them jewels
Don’t chase them hoes, we let ‘em choose
[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
I grew up in Section 8, but now I’m rich, they wanna hate
Gave you a shot, you dropped the ball
It ain’t my fault, I helped you ate
Bottle service in my section, model girls back in my suite
Blocks of white and pounds of loud off in my kitchen, we gon’ eat
I got pistols in my section case these niggas think we sweet
We got big old bags of money, we can throw this shit for weeks
Ain’t no pussies in my section ‘less them bitches bringing bottles
Spark these pistols in my section case these niggas got some problems
In my section
You see sparklers in my section, you see models in my section
You see goons, nigga try us make the news
That’s how we move, that’s how we move
Don’t go in the club without them tools
Can’t rock that set without them jewels
Don’t chase them hoes, we let ‘em choose
In my section
You see sparklers in my section, you see models in my section
You see goons, nigga try us make the news
That’s how we move, that’s how we move
Don’t go in the club without them tools
Can’t rock that set without them jewels
Don’t chase them hoes, we let ‘em choose
[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
I grew up in Section 8, but now I’m rich, they wanna hate
Gave you a shot, you dropped the ball
It ain’t my fault, I helped you ate
Bottle service in my section, model girls back in my suite
Blocks of white and pounds of loud off in my kitchen, we gon’ eat
I got pistols in my section case these niggas think we sweet
We got big old bags of money, we can throw this shit for weeks
Ain’t no pussies in my section ‘less them bitches bringing bottles
Spark these pistols in my section case these niggas got some problems
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