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

[Chorus: Gunna & Yo]
If you ain't money, what you on, on?
Got some and keep a loaded gun
Gunna Gunna, I'm a Don
Too losses, yeah a nigga won
She take that molly, drink Sean Don
Fly private jet to Hong Kong
I'm rocking BAPE and they like Kong's
Stack racks up every day of the month
If you ain't getting money, me 'lone, '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 1:
I hit up Moneybagg, we go up
I made a mansion, move my my they stuff
I down and now I'm flying above
I might hit Magic and go me a dub
some mud up, now I'm filled up with suds
Locked with them and got me a buzz
Golden child, don't wanna touch
You might can drip, but you drip it like us

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

Gunna & Moneybagg Yo]
If you ain't money, what you on, on?
Got racks and keep a loaded gun
Gunna, I'm a young Don
Too many losses, a nigga won
She take that molly, that Sean Don
Fly private jet to Hong Kong
I'm rocking BAPE and they like King
Stack them racks up every day of the
If you getting money, leave me 'lone, 'lone
it rain, make it storm, storm
Half a brick for the 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 money, what you on, on?
Revenue touching my

3: Moneybagg Yo]
I know some 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 off the back porch (backyard)
Now I got on my passport (global)
I used to walk in the door (then what?)
'em and run out the back door (gone)

[Verse 4:
We the bosses, you can't over us
Get put in coffin, no more for us
Too many foreigns, nothing but for us
The Spyder white with the pecan
ride, I'm the one you can trust
Homicide niggas in the cut
I came a long way from that dust
Too many shows, a young booked up

[Chorus: Gunna & Yo]
If you getting money, what you on, on?
Got some and keep a loaded gun
Gunna, I'm a young Don
Too many losses, yeah a won
She that molly, drink that Sean Don
Fly that private jet to Kong
I'm rocking BAPE and they like Kong's
them racks up every day of the month
If you ain't money, leave me 'lone, 'lone
Make it rain, it storm, storm
a brick 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 money, what you on, on?
touching my palms

Damn,