Blow Moneybagg Yo
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[Intro]
Federal, federal fed
Yeah, you already know how I play it
Okay, let's blow a bag, it's my birthday
Okay, let's blow a bag, it's my birthday
Uh, uh, go
[Chorus]
Blow a lot of money on dope, blow a lot of money on clothes (Federal, ayy)
Blow a lot of money on guns, spend a lil' money on hoes (Uh, uh)
Blow a lot of money on diamonds, the main reason why I be shinin' (Ice on ice)
Lost a lot of money in the trap, then got it back off rhyming (Rappin'-ass nigga)
Fuckin' off money on in the hood, in the dice game, what they hit for (Shoot some, bet some)
Blow a lot of money on rent, I ain't even seen my condo (It's been so long)
Blow a lot of money on opps, I'm tryna put 'еm in a fronto (I'm tryna smoke 'em)
Talk about money all thе time, I can't change the convo
[Verse 1]
Eight hunnid a zip for my jacket and shoes (Ooh)
Go make a serve and jump back in the booth (Go)
New car smell, the Ferrari a coupe (Vroom)
Just enough room to fit me and your boo (Fool)
Hard to sort out all the fake from the real
Gotta look at this shit for what it is
They know I drip, I'ma come through and kill
Put that shit on splash when I spill
Crime scene, murder, murder, all my losses served a purpose (Facts)
Grape vine sippin' purple (Wock'), hit it right, she a squirter (Uh)
Paid all that money for a car with no backseat (Skrrt), nallin' hard as a athlete
I can't let up on 'em, man, I gotta keep in they face like acne
I'm back to back like everyday, you caught a body but gave up a statement
Your gangsta don't matter no more, your gangsta don't matter no more, no more
Your gangsta don't matter no more (No more), she went and told one of my other ones
That's why I cut off the ho (Be gone), that's why I don't fuck with the ho no more
That why I don't fuck with the ho (She blew it)
Federal, federal fed
Yeah, you already know how I play it
Okay, let's blow a bag, it's my birthday
Okay, let's blow a bag, it's my birthday
Uh, uh, go
[Chorus]
Blow a lot of money on dope, blow a lot of money on clothes (Federal, ayy)
Blow a lot of money on guns, spend a lil' money on hoes (Uh, uh)
Blow a lot of money on diamonds, the main reason why I be shinin' (Ice on ice)
Lost a lot of money in the trap, then got it back off rhyming (Rappin'-ass nigga)
Fuckin' off money on in the hood, in the dice game, what they hit for (Shoot some, bet some)
Blow a lot of money on rent, I ain't even seen my condo (It's been so long)
Blow a lot of money on opps, I'm tryna put 'еm in a fronto (I'm tryna smoke 'em)
Talk about money all thе time, I can't change the convo
[Verse 1]
Eight hunnid a zip for my jacket and shoes (Ooh)
Go make a serve and jump back in the booth (Go)
New car smell, the Ferrari a coupe (Vroom)
Just enough room to fit me and your boo (Fool)
Hard to sort out all the fake from the real
Gotta look at this shit for what it is
They know I drip, I'ma come through and kill
Put that shit on splash when I spill
Crime scene, murder, murder, all my losses served a purpose (Facts)
Grape vine sippin' purple (Wock'), hit it right, she a squirter (Uh)
Paid all that money for a car with no backseat (Skrrt), nallin' hard as a athlete
I can't let up on 'em, man, I gotta keep in they face like acne
I'm back to back like everyday, you caught a body but gave up a statement
Your gangsta don't matter no more, your gangsta don't matter no more, no more
Your gangsta don't matter no more (No more), she went and told one of my other ones
That's why I cut off the ho (Be gone), that's why I don't fuck with the ho no more
That why I don't fuck with the ho (She blew it)
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