TRYNA MAKE SURE Moneybagg Yo

[Intro]
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)

[Chorus]
Yeah, fuckin' on her like I love her (Uh)
Just 'cause I got something to offer and havin' this flavor, she think I'm a sucker (A lick)
No sleep for days and nights, zoomin' through time, I'm on a upper (So up there)
Back in that mode, belt to they ass like granny, you niggas in trouble (Go)
I'm tryna make sure we all gon' profit
I'm tryna make sure you see how I pop it
Maybach truck (Skrrt) got hydraulics
I'm tryna make sure you know how I'm rockin'
I'm tryna make sure you know what you doin'
I'm tryna make sure you know we into it
I'm tryna make sure the score on the board
I'm tryna make sure this ho don't record (Don't do it)

[Verse 1]
A hundred thou' ain't nothin' (Nathaniel)
Four hundred thou' in the trunk (Bump)
Pull up and slam on them, Tim Dunc' (Uh)
Them niggas still ain't scored, that's skunk (Hah)
Fourth quarter pressure, make a nigga punt (Kick)
I'm in my own lane, no comp' (Bitch)
I put a shit-eater in Saint-Laurent (Boost)
It's like her mouth better when she drunk (Ooh)
I been havin' rich problems, damn, ten thousand for a double R window
Another ten, it's a dent on the fender (Fuck)
Stand on business like I'm wearin' suspenders (Suit)
I made a friendly bet with my nigga (What?)
We made a bet that (Shh, ah)
We made a bet that (Shh, be quiet)
By the end of the summer, that get-back we want, we gon' get it (Go)
I post a pic, she comment heart eyes, 'bout to blow our cover (Dumb bitch)
She get on that dick and blow bubbles (Brr)
That's why her Patek is custom (Shine)
No rubber on top of the covers (Uh)
She doin' what the last bitch wasn't (What?)
Label that pussy a controlled substance, hit it, it feel like I'm high when I'm bussin' (Uh, uh, uh, ayy)