Moneybagg Yo, French Montana - FWMGAB (Remix) lyrics

[Moneybagg Yo, French Montana - FWMGAB Remix lyrics]

(S-Stoop) coke Boys
Shit sound like the city, bad boy
Light your lighters, light your lighters
Yo French, you got another one, haha aah ha
(Stoopid)

Up-Up-Uptown boys, nothin' live-er
(Let's go)
Get the bag then I wiggle like Wilder
(Let's go)
All the lil' things stop bi-bi-big things
(Yeah)
My lil' chain costs more than yo' big chain
(Let's go, woo)
Fuck with me, get a bag (Woo)
F-Fu-Fuck with me, get a bag (Ayy, ayy, woo)
F-Fu-Fuck with me, get a bag (Ayy, ayy, woo)
F-Fu-Fuck with me, get a bag (Ayy)
Bitch, don't block yo' blessings (Woo)
B-B-Bitch, don't block yo' blessings

Fuck with me
I teach you how to get your bag up
(Go run your shit up)
We havin' shit so we don't
Ever pick the tag up (We don't do that)
Got shit in motion, diamonds freeze
Put your hands up (You twelve)
This a anthem, all my bag-chasers stand up
(Let's go)
Hotboxin' in the coupe, this a fajita (Ha)
If I ain't flyin' private
Then this Delta what'll greet 'em
Walk 'em down in the club
Put that heater to his Peter
I'm a certified speaker like the
Subs and the Tweeters (Assertive)
Niggas ain't straight, bitches ain't safe
Wockesha slow my pace, this a turtle race
Memphis on my back, so my name hold weight
You might be gettin' money
But it's at a low rate (Haan, ha)

Up-Up-Uptown boys, nothin' live-er (Haan)
Get the bag then I wiggle like Wilder (Haan)
All the lil' things stop bi-bi-big things
(Ayy)
My lil' chain costs more than yo' big chain
(Woo) fuck with me, get a bag (Ayy, ayy)
Fuck-Fuck-Fuck with me, get a bag (Ayy, ayy)
Fuck-Fuck-Fuck with me, get a bag (Ayy, ayy)
Fuck-Fuck-Fuck with me, get a bag (Woo, ayy)
Bitch, don't block yo' blessings (Woo)
B-B-Bitch, don't block yo' blessings

Diamonds disco-flashin', drip toe tagin'
(Tag)
Mink coat draggin', block boy trappin'
(Trap)
Hot boy in action, don't need caption
Rocks Dame Dash-in'
(Ayy) , neck breakdancin' (Woo)
Blue mist hookah, snipe game super (Super)
She don't buss it open
(Open) , call back the Uber
I'm a dog, I'm a beast, gotta own
Never lease niggas out, leave the freaks
My condolence to the streets
Killed 'em ten summers
Straight, can't last, Niggas frontin'
Throw up bricks at her ass, yeah
Ones and hundreds (Haan)
Talkin' drip game poppin' and
The wrist game rockin' (Haan)
Trap money stop all the drug dealers robbin'
(Montana)
My name ring bells, Clase Azul (Montana)
It's them Uptown boys, copy cool (Haan)

Up-Up-Uptown boys
(Yeah, come on) , nothin' live-er (Haan)
Get the bag then I wiggle like Wilder
(That's right, haan)
All the lil' things stop bi-bi-big things
(Ayy)
My lil' chain costs more than yo' big chain
(Woo) fuck with me, get a bag (Ayy, ayy)
Fuck-Fuck-Fuck with me, get a bag (Ayy, ayy)
Fuck-Fuck-Fuck with me, get a bag (Ayy, ayy)
Fuck-Fuck-Fuck with me, get a bag (Woo, ayy)
Bitch, don't block yo' blessings (Woo)
B-B-Bitch, don't block yo' blessings
Montana on the rise
You don't want no problem with these guys
Ah montana
You see it
Coke Boys, Bad Boys, motherfuckers, yee

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