Moneybagg Yo (Ft. Tripstar) – I Believe U Lyrics
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[Intro: Moneybagg Yo]
(Turn me up YC, turn me up YC, turn me up YC)
Regret it, [?]
Get them bags in, put this shit up in the [?]
We ain’t got all day [?]
[Chorus: Tripstar & Moneybagg Yo]
Yeah, yeah (Go)
I was makin’ plays if you ever seen me runnin’ (Or leave)
Boy, I served my Jay, it’s gon’ leave his nose runnin’ (Raw)
Fuck, if murder was the case, I’ll give my lawyer another hunnid (Real)
You can never be too safe, so why your choppa in the trunk?
(Too much lackin’)
I let ’em feel like they got away, they just get by (True)
If she say that you the only one that’s fuckin’, she a lie (Where you at now?)
Standin’ over the stove, tryna whip a pot, pot (This hot)
Bye-bye, if you ain’t try to buy a brick or pound (No hablo Inglés)
[Verse 1: Moneybagg Yo]
Smokin’, gettin’ a manicure, the struggle build my character
75K in each, your lil’ boy get your carrots up
Wockesha that’s all I pour inside my cup, look lavender (Purple)
Them talkin’ ain’t stop no money so it ain’t affect us
Got enough Cubans on everything, I ain’t tryna link with no nigga (I ain’t tryna link with no nigga)
I don’t give a fuck if they had some Act’, I still won’t drink with no niggas (Still won’t sip with no niggas)
Where I’m from you up a hunnid, they look at you like that nigga crazy (Crazy)
Just ’cause you told me ’bout bodies, don’t mean I believe you, my nigga (Know what’s up with you)
If you ever seen me runnin’, it was probably off on the plug (Gone)
She like, “Hmm-mm, boy you toxic, but that’s the shit that I love” (Me too)
I’m pulled over with the [?], makin’ plays on the E-Way
Operation smooth, I won’t even talk on a pre-paid
[quads id=3]
[Chorus: Tripstar & Moneybagg Yo]
Yeah, yeah (Go)
I was makin’ plays if you ever seen me runnin’ (Or leave)
Boy, I served my Jay, it’s gon’ leave his nose runnin’ (Raw)
Fuck, if murder was the case, I’ll give my lawyer another hunnid (Real)
You can never be too safe, so why your choppa in the trunk?
(Too much lackin’)
I let ’em feel like they got away, they just get by (True)
If she say that you the only one that’s fuckin’, she a lie (Where you at now?)
Standin’ over the stove, tryna whip a pot, pot (This hot)
Bye-bye, if you ain’t try to buy a brick or pound (No hablo Inglés)
[Verse 2: Tripstar]
Woah, huh, yeah
Pour up the drink, a hunnid pounds and mixin’ it
Send the regular OG back, baggin’ up exotic packs
Four forty-eight, plus them fifteen grams (Huh)
You know how much turkey bag weigh (Weigh)
He sent them bills the overweight (Woah, yeah)
Can’t stop until I’m overpaid, these niggas overrated
Caught a flight, he got there late, my choppa be jumpin’ Chick-fil-A
Boss stamped in the middle, I break down a brick a day (Woah, woah, yeah)
Probably charge you clean, yeah 350 for an eighth
[quads id=4]
[Chorus: Tripstar & Moneybagg Yo]
Yeah, yeah (Go)
I was makin’ plays if you ever seen me runnin’ (Or leave)
Boy, I served my Jay, it’s gon’ leave his nose runnin’ (Raw)
Fuck, if murder was the case, I’ll give my lawyer another hunnid (Real)
You can never be too safe, so why your choppa in the trunk?
(Too much lackin’)
I let ’em feel like they got away, they just get by (True)
If she say that you the only one that’s fuckin’, she a lie (Where you at now?)
Standin’ over the stove, tryna whip a pot, pot (This hot)
Bye-bye, if you ain’t try to buy a brick or pound (No hablo Inglés)
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Writer: YC, Tripstar & Moneybagg Yo
