Wat U On (Explicit)
Moneybagg Yo"Wat U On (Explicit)" is a song by Moneybagg Yo, released in 2018 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:40 long and contains 84 lines and 658 words.
Lyrics
0:00Moneybagg Yo、Gunna - Wat U On
0:00Tay Keith
0:00Run that back Turbo
0:02Now I pull up in a foreign foreign
0:04Javar said up that bagright
0:05If you ain't getting money what you on on
0:07If you ain't getting money what you on on
0:10Got some racks and keep a loaded gun
0:11Gunna Gunna I'm a young Don
0:13Too many losses yeah a nig*a won
0:15She take that molly drink that Sean Don
0:17Fly that private jet to Hong Kong
0:19I'm rocking BAPE and they like King Kong's
0:20Stack them racks up every day of the month
0:23If you ain't getting money leave me 'lone 'lone
0:25Make it rain make it storm storm
0:26Half a brick for the charm charm
0:28Flooded AP on my arm arm
0:30If you ain't getting money what you on on
0:32Half a million just to ride foreign
0:34If you ain't getting money what you on on
0:36Revenue touching my palms
0:38I hit up Moneybagg we gotta go up
0:40I made a mansion move my my nig*as they stuff
0:42I balanced down and now I'm flying above
0:43I might hit Magic and go throw me a dub
0:46Pour some mud up now I'm filled up with suds
0:48Locked with them and finally got me a buzz
0:49Golden child nig*as don't wanna touch
0:51You might can drip but you don't drip it like us
0:53Designer down when I walk in the club
0:55So many blue hunnids they thought I was cuz
0:57I'm balling bit*h
0:58Fu*k and
0:58Blunt stuffed looking just like a nub
1:01Don't try to come around when you get squeaked can't fu*k with no leech
1:04Me and Gunna on the way to yo city two first class seats
1:08If you ain't getting money what you on on
1:10Got some racks and keep a loaded gun
1:12Gunna Gunna I'm a young Don
1:14Too many losses yeah a nig*a won
1:16She take that molly drink that Sean Don
1:18Fly that private jet to Hong Kong
1:20I'm rocking BAPE and they like King Kong's
1:22Stack them racks up every day of the month
1:24If you ain't getting money leave me 'lone 'lone
1:26Make it rain make it storm storm
1:27Half a brick for the charm charm
1:29Flooded AP on my arm arm
1:31If you ain't getting money what you on on
1:33Half a million just to ride foreign
1:35If you ain't getting money what you on on
1:37Revenue touching my palms
1:39I know some hittas that's ready to eat right now as I speak right now right now
1:42I'm dripping I'm leaking I'm flashing my teeth right now as I speak I'm iced out by Johnny
1:46I used to trap off the back porch backyard
1:48Now I got stamps on my passport global
1:50I used to walk in the front door then what
1:52Finesse 'em and run out the back door gone
1:54We the bosses you can't boss over us
1:56Get put in coffin no more losses for us
1:58Too many foreigns nothing but options for us
2:00The Spyder white with the pecan guts
2:02I'ma ride I'm the one you can trust
2:04Homicide nig*as stay in the cut
2:05I came a long way from serving that dust
2:08Too many shows a young nig*a booked up
2:09If you ain't getting money what you on on
2:11Got some racks and keep a loaded gun
2:13Gunna Gunna I'm a young Don
2:15Too many losses yeah a nig*a won
2:17She take that molly drink that Sean Don
2:19Fly that private jet to Hong Kong
2:21I'm rocking BAPE and they like King Kong's
2:22Stack them racks up every day of the month
2:25If you ain't getting money leave me 'lone 'lone
2:27Make it rain make it storm storm
2:28Half a brick for the charm charm
2:30Flooded AP on my arm arm
2:32If you ain't getting money what you on on
2:34Half a million just to ride foreign
2:36If you ain't getting money what you on on
2:38Revenue touching my palms
2:40Da*n Denaro
Moneybagg Yo、Gunna - Wat U On Tay Keith Run that back Turbo Now I pull up in a foreign foreign Javar said up that bagright If you ain't getting money what you on on If you ain't getting money what you on on Got some racks and keep a loaded gun Gunna Gunna I'm a young Don Too many losses yeah a nig*a won She take that molly drink that Sean Don Fly that private jet to Hong Kong I'm rocking BAPE and they like King Kong's Stack them racks up every day of the month If you ain't getting money leave me 'lone 'lone Make it rain make it storm storm Half a brick for the charm charm Flooded AP on my arm arm If you ain't getting money what you on on Half a million just to ride foreign If you ain't getting money what you on on Revenue touching my palms I hit up Moneybagg we gotta go up I made a mansion move my my nig*as they stuff I balanced down and now I'm flying above I might hit Magic and go throw me a dub Pour some mud up now I'm filled up with suds Locked with them and finally got me a buzz Golden child nig*as don't wanna touch You might can drip but you don't drip it like us Designer down when I walk in the club So many blue hunnids they thought I was cuz I'm balling bit*h Fu*k and Blunt stuffed looking just like a nub Don't try to come around when you get squeaked can't fu*k with no leech Me and Gunna on the way to yo city two first class seats If you ain't getting money what you on on Got some racks and keep a loaded gun Gunna Gunna I'm a young Don Too many losses yeah a nig*a won She take that molly drink that Sean Don Fly that private jet to Hong Kong I'm rocking BAPE and they like King Kong's Stack them racks up every day of the month If you ain't getting money leave me 'lone 'lone Make it rain make it storm storm Half a brick for the charm charm Flooded AP on my arm arm If you ain't getting money what you on on Half a million just to ride foreign If you ain't getting money what you on on Revenue touching my palms I know some hittas that's ready to eat right now as I speak right now right now I'm dripping I'm leaking I'm flashing my teeth right now as I speak I'm iced out by Johnny I used to trap off the back porch backyard Now I got stamps on my passport global I used to walk in the front door then what Finesse 'em and run out the back door gone We the bosses you can't boss over us Get put in coffin no more losses for us Too many foreigns nothing but options for us The Spyder white with the pecan guts I'ma ride I'm the one you can trust Homicide nig*as stay in the cut I came a long way from serving that dust Too many shows a young nig*a booked up If you ain't getting money what you on on Got some racks and keep a loaded gun Gunna Gunna I'm a young Don Too many losses yeah a nig*a won She take that molly drink that Sean Don Fly that private jet to Hong Kong I'm rocking BAPE and they like King Kong's Stack them racks up every day of the month If you ain't getting money leave me 'lone 'lone Make it rain make it storm storm Half a brick for the charm charm Flooded AP on my arm arm If you ain't getting money what you on on Half a million just to ride foreign If you ain't getting money what you on on Revenue touching my palms Da*n Denaro
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