Testo In Da Air - Moneybagg Yo
Testo della canzone In Da Air (Moneybagg Yo), tratta dall'album Money Bags From The Trap
I just poured up a four, you know what I'm sayin' like
At the top now you know what I'm sayin'?
We riding through the city right now as we speak, you know
With a lil' bad bitch, you know what I'm sayin'?
I forgot to mention her, she right here though
With one hand on the steering wheel, other one the pussy or some
I was sauced up on the walk-up (yeah)
Wrist drippin', tell her mop up
Hoes lock up when I pop up (ooh)
Al-Qaeda when I pop stuff (brr)
Yeen a killer, put the Glock up (put it up)
Give it to me, I'll squeeze on it
Bless a nigga like I sneezed on him
I'm the hottest in it, I got cheese on it (real shit)
Bad bitch, but she got flees on her
You know I'ma P, so it feeds on her
Pull up in shit with the B's on it (skrrt-skrrt)
Got slush in the cup with codeine on it (right now)
Suntan, put the beam on it (right now)
Burn his ass, put the steam on him (bap, bap)
He sendin' threats now my team want him
Pull up at the light, put them things on him
I never wanted this fame, I just want the money this shit here just came with it (came with)
Fuckin' the game with no rubber, gettin' 20 a show, and I just came in (hey!)
I hit the gas, I come out the asshole
I just got rid of my last hoe
She say I'm a asshole
She stuck in the pass, though
I'm like that 'cause I feel like I, you know what I'm saying, I hadn't showed enough
I'm heartless right now, you know what I'm saying
I ain't really caring, you know what I'm saying
I ain't got time too
I'm a lil' jazzy and shit right now, I can't even flodge, you know what I'm saying
I was froze up from the neck up (whoo!)
Niggas hatin', tell 'em catch up (catch up)
I'm poppin' now, I was next up
You a zero, you a Westbrook (haha)
Hey, I'm fresh off tour pullin' up in the hood where I used to live (right now, ayy)
My money way up, so I ain't feeling like I used to feel
In the foreign like a orange hit a button in this bitch and the roof'll peel (go, hey!)
Double A, no battery, Aston, Audi, before the deal (way before I signed)
Dope boy swag still got the sack, and the scale, and the Glock
I'm focused now, but I'll still set it off like I'm Vivica Fox
I'm the same nigga that was with that
I'm the same nigga from a Snapchat
I'm the same nigga with a gold grill, and a herringbone, and a snapback
Hey, I'ma keep it real, keep it one hunnid
Was a real nigga when I wasn't nothing
I was shootin' them tools with the niggas with me
Now I'm passin' out jewels to the niggas with me
Ayy, and that's like, and that's real talk
Every nigga with me shinin', you know what I'm sayin'?
Everybody with me bossed up, ya nah'mean?
Gang gang, gang gang
I ain't never had shit, so you know what I'm sayin' like
I'm sorry if you feeling some kind of way 'cause
I'm poppin' my shit, you know what I mean?
This how I'm rockin' now
Hey!
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Writer(s): Demario White, Jarven Laaston Harris
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