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[Intro: Yo]
Tay
Run that back,
Now I up in a foreign, foreign
Javar said, "pick up that bag",
If you ain't money, what you on, on?

Gunna & Moneybagg Yo]
If you getting money, what you on, on?
Got racks and keep a loaded gun
Gunna, I'm a young Don
Too losses, yeah a nigga won
She take molly, drink that Sean Don
Fly that jet to Hong Kong
I'm rocking BAPE and they like Kong's
Stack them racks up day of the month
If you ain't getting money, leave me 'lone,
Make it rain, make it storm,
Half a for the charm, charm
AP on my arm, arm
If you ain't money, what you on, on?
Half a million to ride foreign
If you ain't getting money, you on, on?
Revenue touching my

1: Gunna]
I hit up Moneybagg, we go up
I made a mansion, move my my niggas they
I balanced down and now I'm flying
I might hit and go throw me a dub
Pour some mud up, now I'm up with suds
Locked with them and got me a buzz
Golden child, niggas don't wanna
You might can drip, but you drip it like us

2: Moneybagg Yo]
Designer when I walk in the club
So many blue hunnids, they I was cuz
I'm balling,
Fuck I me a sub
stuffed, looking just like a nub
Don't try to come around when you get squeaked, can't fuck no leech
Me and Gunna on the way to yo city, two first class (yeah we just boarded)

[Chorus: & Moneybagg Yo]
If you ain't money, what you on, on?
Got some racks and a loaded gun
Gunna, I'm a young Don
Too many losses, a nigga won
She take that molly, drink that Don
Fly that private jet to Hong
I'm rocking BAPE and they King Kong's
Stack them racks up every day of the
If you ain't getting money, leave me 'lone,
Make it rain, it storm, storm
a brick for the charm, charm
AP on my arm, arm
If you ain't getting money, you on, on?
Half a just to ride foreign
If you getting money, what you on, on?
Revenue my palms

[Verse 3: Yo]
I know 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 out by Johnny)
I used to trap off the porch (backyard)
Now I got stamps on my (global)
I used to walk in the front (then what?)
Finesse 'em and run out the door (gone)

[Verse 4:
We the bosses, you can't over us
Get put in coffin, no losses for us
Too many foreigns, but options for us
The Spyder white the pecan guts
ride, I'm the one you can trust
Homicide niggas in the cut
I came a way from serving that dust
Too many shows, a young booked up

[Chorus: & Moneybagg Yo]
If you ain't money, what you on, on?
Got some and keep a loaded gun
Gunna Gunna, I'm a Don
Too many losses, yeah a won
She take that molly, drink that Don
Fly that private jet to Kong
I'm rocking BAPE and they King Kong's
Stack them up every day of the month
If you ain't getting money, leave me 'lone,
Make it rain, make it storm,
a brick for the charm, charm
AP on my arm, arm
If you ain't money, what you on, on?
Half a million just to ride
If you getting money, what you on, on?
Revenue my palms

Damn,