MONEY BAG by Tobyswurld Lyrics
Yeah, ayee
Money bag money bag
Money bag, whoa
Gotta couple chains
Gotta hundred stacks aye
Ice on my neck
Cost like 30racks
Stiff boys now
With six packs whoa
Money bag money bag
Money bag, whoa
Gotta couple chains
Gotta hundred stacks aye
Ice on my neck
Cost like 100racks
Stiff boys now
With six packs whoa
Money bag money bag
Money bag,aye
Money bag money
Money bad, aye
Now she fuck with us
With tha money bag
Now she roll with us
With tha money bag
Money bag money bag
Money bag,aye
Money bag money
Money bad, aye
Now she fuck with us
With tha money bag
Now she roll with us
With tha money bag
Money bag
Money bag
Money bag , whoa
Everybody wants to be with ya
Makin’ all the money and thinking of who
Lucifer with the double o
Toby came through so bad(yeah)
Making all the money so bad(yeah)
Now my team so bad(yeah)
Family callin’ me dracula
Dracula
Dracula
Dracula
Now she’s callin’ me a fan pack
Big boy now with the six pack
Tying big things like durag
Punchlines smooth like 2pac
Raging gas like 2pac
Why call my name when you know i’m the guy With the damn herm money bag
Money bag money bag
Money bag, aye
Money bag money bag
Money bag, aye
Now she fuck with us
With tha money bag
Now she roll with us
With tha money bag
Money bag money bag
Money bag, aye
Money bag money bag
Money bag, aye
Now she fuck with us
With tha money bag
Now she roll with us
With tha money bag
Running round
Young boys they be looking
Swerving no car But they like it
Tripping no lean ,That’s outstanding
Kids don’t drugs ,But they lying
Mom gon keep praying I’m shining
All these chics ,my light face ,Say too fine
The D game too strong ,She be calling
Beating that kitty ,She soaring
Hanging the juices she smiling
Told me she wanna have your baby
Told her
I’m chasing all the facts
Looking at the stats
Working for the racks
Filling up the bags
Money looking green
Feed me vitamins
Pour promethazine
Vision in my dreams
Lord just give me peace
I need the chains
Can’t wait till I hop out a club in a blue Lamborghini
Then all the shawty gon be saying they miss me
When I no get sheybi you no dey feel me
But now I got something in common with Messi Na now you come dey miss me
Cos the pack just landed
Smiling to the bank like standard
Smiling to the bank and that standard
So you can’t be on my level you stranded
Cos a young nigga focused on the bag
Pack just landed
Smiling to the bank like standard
Smiling to the bank and that standard
So you can’t be on my level you stranded
Cos a young nigga focused on the bag
King of the wolves leader of the pack
That’s why these other niggas no Dey on my level
Cos o dey hustle forward then they hustle back
Money bag , Money bag
Money bag, whoa
Money bag, money bag
Money bag, aye
Gotta couple chians
Gotta hundred stacks aye
Ice on my neck, cost like 30 racks
Money bag , Money bag
Money bag, whoa
Money bag, money bag
Money bag, aye
Gotta couple chains
Got a hundred stacks
Ice on my neck, cost like 30 racks
Money bag
Y’all talking shit
Man I’m not impressed
Nigga fuck outta here
What the fuck is that
Boy you talking to me
Boy you must be mad
I go pew pew pew
On your fucking head
Nigga messing with me
I gon drop you dead
I fucked on your bitch
With tha money bag
I fucked on your sis
With tha money bag
Aye
Money bag money bag
Money bag, whoa
Gotta couple chains
Gotta hundred stacks aye
Ice on my neck
Cost like 30racks
Stiff boys now
With six packs whoa
Money bag money bag
Money bag, whoa
Gotta couple chains
Gotta hundred stacks aye
Ice on my neck
Cost like 100racks
Stiff boys now
With six packs whoa
Money bag money bag
Money bag,aye
Money bag money
Money bad, aye
Now she fuck with us
With tha money bag
Now she roll with us
With tha money bag
Money bag money bag
Money bag,aye
Money bag money
Money bad, aye
Now she fuck with us
With tha money bag
Now she roll with us
With tha money bag
Money bag
Money bag
Money bag , whoa
Everybody wants to be with ya
Makin’ all the money and thinking of who
Lucifer with the double o
Toby came through so bad(yeah)
Making all the money so bad(yeah)
Now my team so bad(yeah)
Family callin’ me dracula
Dracula
Dracula
Dracula
Now she’s callin’ me a fan pack
Big boy now with the six pack
Tying big things like durag
Punchlines smooth like 2pac
Raging gas like 2pac
Why call my name when you know i’m the guy With the damn herm money bag
Money bag money bag
Money bag, aye
Money bag money bag
Money bag, aye
Now she fuck with us
With tha money bag
Now she roll with us
With tha money bag
Money bag money bag
Money bag, aye
Money bag money bag
Money bag, aye
Now she fuck with us
With tha money bag
Now she roll with us
With tha money bag
Running round
Young boys they be looking
Swerving no car But they like it
Tripping no lean ,That’s outstanding
Kids don’t drugs ,But they lying
Mom gon keep praying I’m shining
All these chics ,my light face ,Say too fine
The D game too strong ,She be calling
Beating that kitty ,She soaring
Hanging the juices she smiling
Told me she wanna have your baby
Told her
I’m chasing all the facts
Looking at the stats
Working for the racks
Filling up the bags
Money looking green
Feed me vitamins
Pour promethazine
Vision in my dreams
Lord just give me peace
I need the chains
Can’t wait till I hop out a club in a blue Lamborghini
Then all the shawty gon be saying they miss me
When I no get sheybi you no dey feel me
But now I got something in common with Messi Na now you come dey miss me
Cos the pack just landed
Smiling to the bank like standard
Smiling to the bank and that standard
So you can’t be on my level you stranded
Cos a young nigga focused on the bag
Pack just landed
Smiling to the bank like standard
Smiling to the bank and that standard
So you can’t be on my level you stranded
Cos a young nigga focused on the bag
King of the wolves leader of the pack
That’s why these other niggas no Dey on my level
Cos o dey hustle forward then they hustle back
Money bag , Money bag
Money bag, whoa
Money bag, money bag
Money bag, aye
Gotta couple chians
Gotta hundred stacks aye
Ice on my neck, cost like 30 racks
Money bag , Money bag
Money bag, whoa
Money bag, money bag
Money bag, aye
Gotta couple chains
Got a hundred stacks
Ice on my neck, cost like 30 racks
Money bag
Y’all talking shit
Man I’m not impressed
Nigga fuck outta here
What the fuck is that
Boy you talking to me
Boy you must be mad
I go pew pew pew
On your fucking head
Nigga messing with me
I gon drop you dead
I fucked on your bitch
With tha money bag
I fucked on your sis
With tha money bag
Aye