Moneybags
Yo I got money bags, you ain't seen this
Hit her with dick once, now she want it, she gon' fiend it
I'm inside her ocean, we in motion, think I'm seasick
We been poppin' tags, livin' weekdays like the weekends
Yo I got money bags, you ain't seen this
Hit her with dick once, now she want it, she gon' fiend it
I'm inside her ocean, we in motion, think I'm seasick
We been poppin' tags, livin' weekdays like the weekends
They don't show no love now, we gettin' the bucks now
Every bitch I wanted, they ain't want it, wanna fuck now
I might knock your hoe down
She said, Rec you him She ain't talkin' bout my pronoun, we could never go down
I get a bag and I blow it all, your bitch in the room takin' clothes off
I make me a bag when I speak
I put that shit out on my fleek
We goin' up, we bout to peak
She givin' me brain like a geek
My diamonds, they cold, they sleek
We creep through the night like a creep
Yo, I got money bags, you ain't seen this
Hit her with dick once, now she want it, she gon' fiend it
I'm inside her ocean, we in motion, think I'm seasick
We been poppin' tags, livin' weekdays like the weekends
Yo, I got money bags, you ain't seen this
Hit her with dick once, now she want it, she gon' fiend it
I'm inside her ocean, we in motion, think I'm seasick
We been poppin' tags, livin' weekdays like the weekends
Hit her with dick once, now she want it, she gon' fiend it
I'm inside her ocean, we in motion, think I'm seasick
We been poppin' tags, livin' weekdays like the weekends
Yo I got money bags, you ain't seen this
Hit her with dick once, now she want it, she gon' fiend it
I'm inside her ocean, we in motion, think I'm seasick
We been poppin' tags, livin' weekdays like the weekends
They don't show no love now, we gettin' the bucks now
Every bitch I wanted, they ain't want it, wanna fuck now
I might knock your hoe down
She said, Rec you him She ain't talkin' bout my pronoun, we could never go down
I get a bag and I blow it all, your bitch in the room takin' clothes off
I make me a bag when I speak
I put that shit out on my fleek
We goin' up, we bout to peak
She givin' me brain like a geek
My diamonds, they cold, they sleek
We creep through the night like a creep
Yo, I got money bags, you ain't seen this
Hit her with dick once, now she want it, she gon' fiend it
I'm inside her ocean, we in motion, think I'm seasick
We been poppin' tags, livin' weekdays like the weekends
Yo, I got money bags, you ain't seen this
Hit her with dick once, now she want it, she gon' fiend it
I'm inside her ocean, we in motion, think I'm seasick
We been poppin' tags, livin' weekdays like the weekends
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Writer(s): Leonardo Lascano
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