Kut Like Dat Moneybagg Yo (Ft. Big Homiie G)

[Intro: Moneybagg Yo]
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[Verse 1: Moneybagg Yo]
Styrofoam cup to the dome
Styrofoam cup to the head, I'm full of these meds (Oh)
Trunk in the front, not the back
Seats came black, but I had redid it red (Oh)
Get a bitch, I don't go on no date with her
Love her action, so I fornicate with her (Oh)
Yeah, they say they real, but I show 'em realer
All this ice, I can't do nothin' but shake, shiver
Okay (Okay), I got this sauce and season, Old Bay (Go)
Too many racks, Amiris can't take (Oh yeah)
Every other day, the money inflate (Poof)
In here with seven bitches, four-trey (Roll)
All-white Lambo truck, Colgate (Cheese)
Everything I do, I kill it, closed case (Uh)
She say she need a quarantine bae (Now)
Sent her a flight to meet, a one-way
Hop out the Aston then hopped in the Wraith
I got bored with the Wraith and then gave it away
One hunnid racks for the brand new Corvette
It take off like a jet, boy, you don't wanna race (Nyoom)
Fuck what you talking 'bout, fuck what you say (Bitch)
Let's go to war, I got paper to play (Haha)
Break out them racks, she gon' bite on the bait (Grr)
Eat up the drip (Woah), swallow the taste (Oh yeah)