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Paroles de la chanson Gave It par Moneybagg Yo
(ZQ, you need your ass wooped for that one)
[Moneybagg Yo]
Took the Lamb' to the hood (Skrrt), VVs hit through the tint
Gallery jacket one-of-one, see this again, I'm blockin' Trent (Bet)
I can turn an AK to a Draco, that's a sawed-off stick
You gon' be ready to kill or get some money when you bump my shit
Eight-figure, Memphis nigga, toxic, bad-bitch-getter
You part of a staff, I'm the boss, so my pay bigger, nigga
Birkin bags for my bae, got my old ho bitter
[Moneybagg Yo]
Took the Lamb' to the hood (Skrrt), VVs hit through the tint
Gallery jacket one-of-one, see this again, I'm blockin' Trent (Bet)
I can turn an AK to a Draco, that's a sawed-off stick
You gon' be ready to kill or get some money when you bump my shit
Eight-figure, Memphis nigga, toxic, bad-bitch-getter
You part of a staff, I'm the boss, so my pay bigger, nigga
Birkin bags for my bae, got my old ho bitter
When it come to this, I'm raw, I don't know how to use a filter
Free them boys, didn't say a word, fuck the system
I supply the drink, told Big Homiie, "Bring the utensils" (The kit)
Lined her up, then dripped her, then I passed her to ??? (Here)
Had to pick and roll, bitches get bold after you dick 'em (Toxic)
Ain't no nigga fuckin' with me, that's somethin' you must understand
Chrome Heart, like I had a transplant with Iron Man
Choppa hold a hunnid bands, make you hit that Cha-Cha dance
He must be the man, fans tryna eat it through his pants (Bagg)
Free them boys, didn't say a word, fuck the system
I supply the drink, told Big Homiie, "Bring the utensils" (The kit)
Lined her up, then dripped her, then I passed her to ??? (Here)
Had to pick and roll, bitches get bold after you dick 'em (Toxic)
Ain't no nigga fuckin' with me, that's somethin' you must understand
Chrome Heart, like I had a transplant with Iron Man
Choppa hold a hunnid bands, make you hit that Cha-Cha dance
He must be the man, fans tryna eat it through his pants (Bagg)
[Moneybagg Yo]
They gave the wrong nigga some money, I don't know how to behave
Nothin' but truffles in this paper, I ain't burnin' no sage
Coordinatin', wore this watch 'cause it go with my J's
Certified trendsetter, I give what's 'posed to be gave
[Moneybagg Yo & Big Homiie G]
Niggas really havin' me fucked up out here (I gave it)
One of my features, show price lil' dude (I gave it)
Write this shit down, take notes, stay in school (I gave it)
Nine times out of ten a bitch gon' choose (I gave it)
Oh, yeah
[Big Homiie G & Moneybagg Yo]
Poppin' all these Percs, ain't tryna heal nothin'
If I up that fire, it's guaranteed I'ma kill somethin' (Woah)
Niggas walk around and act tough like they gon' drill somethin'
All that hollerin' back and forth, knowin' they ain't gon' kill nothin' (Nah)
Never been a bitch, I ain't goin', I ain't went (Nigga)
I won't fight for shit, I got diamonds on my fist (Woah)
Frrrt-frrt, frrrt, hit 'em with the switch
I was so in love with 'Kesha but I fucked off with that Tris (Yeah)
Oh, yeah
[Big Homiie G & Moneybagg Yo]
Poppin' all these Percs, ain't tryna heal nothin'
If I up that fire, it's guaranteed I'ma kill somethin' (Woah)
Niggas walk around and act tough like they gon' drill somethin'
All that hollerin' back and forth, knowin' they ain't gon' kill nothin' (Nah)
Never been a bitch, I ain't goin', I ain't went (Nigga)
I won't fight for shit, I got diamonds on my fist (Woah)
Frrrt-frrt, frrrt, hit 'em with the switch
I was so in love with 'Kesha but I fucked off with that Tris (Yeah)
30K off features, it ain't shit, baby, but rap money
Walk around with nappy dreads, still look like I ain't got money (Ha)
And I pop my shit whenever I want, I got racks on (Woah)
All them times I waited for them shows, now Pateks on (Nigga)
Don't show me that paperwork if it ain't got the facts on it (Nah)
You know these niggas lie about certain shit and put the cap on (Yeah)
If it's smoke with us, you know we pushin' and we step on it
I bought all the hittas switches, told Bagg to put the rest on (Frrt, frrt, woah)
Nigga (Go)
Walk around with nappy dreads, still look like I ain't got money (Ha)
And I pop my shit whenever I want, I got racks on (Woah)
All them times I waited for them shows, now Pateks on (Nigga)
Don't show me that paperwork if it ain't got the facts on it (Nah)
You know these niggas lie about certain shit and put the cap on (Yeah)
If it's smoke with us, you know we pushin' and we step on it
I bought all the hittas switches, told Bagg to put the rest on (Frrt, frrt, woah)
Nigga (Go)
[Moneybagg Yo & Big Homiie G]
They gave the wrong nigga some money, I don't know how to behave
Nothin' but truffles in this paper, I ain't burnin' no sage
Coordinating, wore this watch 'cause it go with my J's
Certified trendsetter, I give what's supposed to be gave
They gave the wrong nigga some money, I don't know how to behave (I don't know)
Nothin' but truffles in this paper, I ain't burnin' no sage (Real dope)
Coordinating, wore this watch 'cause it go with my J's (Stylin')
Certified trendsetter, I give what's supposed to be gave
They gave the wrong nigga some money, I don't know how to behave
Nothin' but truffles in this paper, I ain't burnin' no sage
Coordinating, wore this watch 'cause it go with my J's
Certified trendsetter, I give what's supposed to be gave
They gave the wrong nigga some money, I don't know how to behave (I don't know)
Nothin' but truffles in this paper, I ain't burnin' no sage (Real dope)
Coordinating, wore this watch 'cause it go with my J's (Stylin')
Certified trendsetter, I give what's supposed to be gave
[ Moneybagg Yo]
How the fuck you call yourself a giver?
You ain't got a car paid off, you ain't tryna make your niggas a boss
You rather work the shit out of 'em and send 'em out
Hol' up, hol' up, while we at it, your bitch ain't matchin' your fly
Come on, man, tighten up, nigga
Look me in my eyes when you shake my hand, nigga
Get the fuck on the floor
Niggas huggin' up, gettin' high
Worried 'bout the next nigga pockets, tryna put two and two together and shit, nigga
Where your bag at?
One thing bout me, real stand up guy
Everybody round me in position, team strong
They gon' forever say, I gave it
How the fuck you call yourself a giver?
You ain't got a car paid off, you ain't tryna make your niggas a boss
You rather work the shit out of 'em and send 'em out
Hol' up, hol' up, while we at it, your bitch ain't matchin' your fly
Come on, man, tighten up, nigga
Look me in my eyes when you shake my hand, nigga
Get the fuck on the floor
Niggas huggin' up, gettin' high
Worried 'bout the next nigga pockets, tryna put two and two together and shit, nigga
Where your bag at?
One thing bout me, real stand up guy
Everybody round me in position, team strong
They gon' forever say, I gave it
Forever, ever, ever
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