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moneybagg yo - black feet lyrics
[chorus: moneybagg yo]
i ain’t got no love for no black feet ratchet (ratchet)
i’m just tryna hit it, then curve, no attachment (skrrt)
you ain’t got a bag, you can’t get none of my action (nope)
greet me when you see me, but don’t touch me b-tch i’m status (ugh ugh)
work my wrist like (ugh ugh)
curve that b-tch like (ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh)
diamonds hit like (ugh ugh)
hit my ho like (ugh ugh)
pour a four like (ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh)
javar said, “pick up that bag”, right?
[verse 1: moneybagg yo]
burnt her head down, it was fire just like some matches
lil b-tch from the city and she call herself a savage
she ain’t got her money right but swear that she ain’t average
she picky and she think she nicki when she get her taxes (minaj)
i hit that lil b-tch like my blunt (smoke)
from the back, the side, the front
after, asked her what she want
kicked her -ss out like a punt
ugh ugh, i had to curve the ho (swerve)
uh-uh, she want the world or no
called her bluff like curtis snow
but the head a-1, had to curl my toes (ooh, good)
ap (what’s that?), plain janes cost me forty (forty thou)
chanel (drip), sh-ll stains, haters salty (salty)
b-tch i’m lit like i’m a torch, f-cked that thot b-tch on the porch
then got ghost like rolls royce, ugh out here on her
[chorus: moneybagg yo]
i ain’t got no love for no black feet ratchet (ratchet)
i’m just tryna hit it, then curve, no attachment (skrrt)
you ain’t got a bag, you can’t get none of my action (nope)
greet me when you see me, but don’t touch me b-tch i’m status (ugh ugh)
work my wrist like (ugh ugh)
curve that b-tch like (ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh)
diamonds hit like (ugh ugh)
hit my ho like (ugh ugh)
pour a four like (ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh)
javar said, “pick up that bag”, right?
[verse 2: moneybagg yo]
soon as i look up see b-tches flockin’ ’cause i’m havin’ (flocking)
hit ’em with the stiffarm, they wasn’t around me when i was ashy (get back b-tch)
f-ckin’ with this freak ho when i had a show in dallas (texas)
just moved in the spot so i had to f-ck her on the pallet (ugh)
tore her -ss up, she almost squirted on my patek (philippe)
got my name stamped, now she certified, valid
oh no (oh no), slow roll (slow up, slow up)
tryna touch me out in public, hoes bold
and they wonder why
[chorus: moneybagg yo & blocboy jb]
i ain’t got no love for no black feet ratchet (ratchet)
i’m just tryna hit it, then curve, no attachment (that’s on my mama)
you ain’t got a bag, you can’t get none of my action (nah)
greet me when you see me (huh?), but don’t touch me b-tch i’m status (i’m status, ugh ugh)
work my wrist like (ugh ugh)
curve that b-tch like (ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh)
diamonds hit like (ugh ugh)
hit my ho like (ugh ugh)
pour a four like (ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh)
javar said, “pick up that bag”, right?
[verse 3: blocboy jb]
(blocboy)
ugh, you disgusting (you disgusting)
if a n-gga play me wrong then i’m busting (then i’m busting)
heat a n-gga up like the oven (the oven)
hit you and your cousin (your cousin)
a lot of n-ggas say that they was there but they wasn’t (that’s on my mama)
i’m on some cold k!ller sh-t (huh?) i might k!ll a b-tch (k!ll a b-tch)
all these jacksons in my thriller fit (the thriller)
with some jordan kicks, i might take your b-tch (woo)
i’m tryna put on for the team (the team)
you gon’ change on your n-ggas and do wrong to your team (f-ck ’em)
every thirty got a beam (rrah)
dressed in designer, i’m fresh as f-ck like mr. clean (doon-doon-doon)
n-gga playin’, get creamed
head shot him, leave him darked out like the wing (that’s on my mama)
i had to dress like i’m king
at the b-tch, her name is lean (yeah yeah yeah)
i p-ss the b-tch to the team, so you know what that sh-t mean (yeah)
huh?
[chorus: moneybagg yo & blocboy jb]
i ain’t got no love for no black feet ratchet (ratchet, huh?)
i’m just tryna hit it, then curve, no attachment (that’s on my mama)
you ain’t got a bag, you can’t get none of my action (nah)
greet me when you see me (huh?), but don’t touch me b-tch i’m status (i’m status, ugh ugh)
work my wrist like (ugh ugh)
curve that b-tch like (ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh)
diamonds hit like (ugh ugh)
hit my ho like (ugh ugh)
pour a four like (ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh)
javar said, “pick up that bag”, right?
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