Like That Moneybagg Yo (Ft. Tru Dexter)

[Verse 1: MoneyBagg Yo]
Real spit, hundred K my wrist, look how this bitch glist
Fucked your bitch, she got nut all on my one of one outfit
In a Bent' with two sticks on me, I ain't talkin' 'bout twigs
AK, Draco, AR-15, I ain't talkin' bout vents
I was fucked up and I woke up popping shit on the A-list
My advice to local rappers, make a hit before a diss
Got a nigga but be thirsty, she say I got better dick
Got on a pill, got me open, now I'm playing with her clit
Pass the rock to my hitters, switch, Bagg with assist
Slam dunk, left 'em slumped, left his body with that stick
Underrated, motivated, got me chasing after millions
I showed grandma my first check, she passed out like Wendy Williams

[Chorus: MoneyBagg Yo]
Pockets on fat fat (what's that?)
How did they get like that? (I don't know)
'Cause I got shows all over the globe, that's how they got like that
Louis V knapsack (ayy what's that?)
What can you fit in that? (I don't know)
A pound of that smoke, an Actavis four, yeah get high like that
Fighting off hoes, drip on my clothes, yeah I get fly like that
You better not try like that, ooh you might die like that
You won't get by like that, my niggas gon' ride like that
She feeling my vibe like that, like that, like that