Moneybagg Yo and Big30 Lyrics
"GO!"

That's why it switches on my glee, pussy (go, go)
And we put bump stock, .223, pussy (go, go)
Charity, I gave it to them people (go, go)
You fuckin' with a certified speaker (go, go)

Not you 'posed to be gangsta, but salty 'bout the ho (crazy)
How the fuck my artist bigger than your C.E.O.? (Brr)
Why the hell she know I'm toxic, but still fuck with me?
It's plentiful right now, I'm still pouring on a pint of V
Presi' Rolex, emerald cut, still ain't seen a watch like this joint (nope)
All white guts, bitch can't sit in here on her time of the month (period)
Plain Jane shirt, but it's a stack 'cause it say Saint Laurent (cost)
Choppas and my dollars up, shooters hungry, get gobbled up (get ate)
Stand-up guy, won't speak on nothing that I see or saw (shh)
Real weed, soon as I snatch it it's already bought (it's gone)
Went to the right doctor, her booty and her titties soft (she grown)
Condom in my pocket, anxious, I still fucked her raw
My pull out game weak (man)
I pluck, I tweak (fuck)
Red and white Supreme ski
Eleven whips, I go Kyrie (go)
Tryna steal the recipe, you just a Bagg wannabe
Bipolar personality, that's why it's switches on my glee
Brr

That's why it switches on my glee, pussy (go, go)
And we put bump stock, .223, pussy (go, go)
Brr, brr, brr (go, go, go)
Flip a nigga street, pussy

Ayy
Now how the fuck you get some fame? I been a opp (opp)
Them folks ain't rockin' with you
They watchin' 'til you get dropped (nope, get dropped)
I keep clutchin' on this Glock
'Cause these rocks poppin' out my watch (brr, brr)
Ain't nobody on your block
'Cause I'm the one who scoped the drop (nope, that's me)
I'm the one that knocked up on your door (ayy, ayy)
Hit through there with that choppa (that's me)
Bitch, we no hospital gang, nigga blessed if he see a doctor (see)
It's 220 on the dash, bitch, I just left a helicopter
It's a pint up in this car, twenty bowls, and a couple Roxies
Ayy, I'm slidin' with a thotty (thotty)
I'm slidin' with a nigga bitch (bitch)
Just got the drop from the lil' ho
Stop thinkin' with your dick (with ya dick)
Poured a tray of Wocky in the Fanta, they thought it was trish' (mud)
Ho, this six-hundred worth of drank
This shit thicker than grits (ayy, heavy mud)

Give it to 'em, I gave it to 'em (go, go)
Said you know I did it, I gave it to 'em (go, go)
Charity done gave it to them people (go, go)
Fuckin' with a certified speaker (go, go)

(Red dead, I'm so fuckin' bumpin', bro)
(FOREVER ROLLING)
(Hol' up, flexin' on that)