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on det - moneybagg yo & ytb fatt lyrics

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[intro]
(you’ll fly too if you link up with frenchie)

[chorus: moneybagg yo]
i’m on that, i’m on that, i’m on that, i’m on that
first she was a six (i’m on that), i bought her some ass, that made her a ten, l own it (i’m on that, i’m on that)
i’m on that, i’m on that, i’m on that, i’m on that
show me you loyal (i’m on that), if you get low, drop me that pin and i’m on that (i’m on that, i’m on that, speak)

[verse 1: moneybagg yo]
word done got back to me, these n*ggas talkin’ out of
place (why?)
somewhere lookin’ stupid (ha), fake put up, man, ain’t even showed his face (nope)
h*ll nah, sh*t ain’t straight, found out lil’ a in the hole, got caught with a shank (shank)
h*ll nah, the money i post on my birthday came out the safe, i ain’t go to no bank (ayy)
pulled up, hopped out, left the car runnin’ (ferrari)
ain’t drove that junt in a minute (skrrt)
n*ggas talk worser than women (how?)
thought it got repo’d, claimed it was rented
just was tryna get lil’ bronem in the door (on it), now i get treated like a ceo (boss)
‘sino a trapper, he came with a bag and fatt fox gettin’ thirty a show (the loafs)
feelin’ like ray j, if i had one wish, man, i would bring back
actavis (purple)
wanna pop out with the ‘rari truck now (hey), but i’m on the two year waitlist (sh*t hurtful)
i’m on that shoot at these rap n*ggas hoes (phew, phew), and f*ck ’em with my b*tch (ugh)
we at that point where i don’t gotta cheat (why not?), she tellin’ me to pick (go)
[chorus: moneybagg yo & ytb fatt]
i’m on that, i’m on that, i’m on that
first she was a six (i’m on that), i bought her some ass, that made her a ten, l own it (i’m on that, i’m on that, huh)
i’m on that (woo), i’m on that (huh), i’m on that
show me you loyal (i’m on that), if you get low, drop me the point and i’m on that (i’m on that, i’m on that)

[verse 2: ytb fatt]
you ain’t help make this sh*t, how i owe you? (sh*t weak)
fatt fox rich and roguish
ain’t lettin’ new n*ggas voice they opinions
n*gga, f*ck everybody if they ain’t foxes only
i ain’t grow up with you, you ain’t my f*ckin’ homie
no more f*ckin’ with hoes in the city
never know who tied in with who
every time i drop, every smacker got busy
every p*ssy, they done spoke on it, smush
i heard about ’em, he gon’ shoot, but he p*ssy
in my hood, they gon’ do it for free
when it come to that cheese, i call up my kitchens (my young n*ggas)
plus, i hang out and hit ’em (woo)
i’m stoppin’ all the rumors (woo)
i got rank for real, i’ll still have k!llers if i cut off my shooters
he caught, i got caught, but told, he p*ssy
told everybody what happened, he rookie
ask ’bout them foxes, ten thousand in fullies
put ’em in the pot, bruh, don’t break this, cook it (woo)
that’s crazy, n*ggas who ain’t never have sh*t to do with nothin’ went against me
the smoke went up when i made it
that’s why it’s f*ck every side of the city, p*ssy
[chorus: moneybagg yo]
i’m on that, i’m on that, i’m on that, i’m on that
first she was a six (i’m on that), i bought her some ass, that made her a ten, l own it (i’m on that, i’m on that)
i’m on that, i’m on that, i’m on that, i’m on that
show me you loyal (i’m on that), if you get low, drop me the point and i’m on that (i’m on that, i’m on that)

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