Money Man, Moneybagg Yo - LLC (Remix) lyrics

Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah let's go, let's go, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Trauma Tone) yeah

I'm a walkin' business, nigga
I should be an LLC
I keep shooters who on point with
Me just like I'm CP3
I was up in Bushwick with
This blicky like I'm 22Gz
Trippin' off this psilocin
Sometimes it put my mind at ease
Pull up with this rifle
Like I'm Devin Booker, nothin' but net
Told lil' mama I ain't even tryna smash her
I want nothin' but neck
Told these folks that I
Ain't flyin' commercial
I do nothin' but jets
If any opp survive when we slide
Then he considered blessed

Feelin' like I'm Trae Young with this
Glock because I score a lot
Feelin' like I'm Yoda with this wisdom
'cause I know a lot
Countin' up the extra in the trap
I might go buy some stocks the AR-556
It go through walls just like it's juggernaut
Thinking 'bout my safety
So I bulletproofed the SUV
The AP on my wrist inside the
Club shine like some LEDs
I know some niggas who learned how to
Shoot before they learned to read
All this money got me buyin' land
It got me signin' deeds
Juicin' for two weeks, I need to cleanse
Feel like my soul corrupted
All these players in this circle
You gon' get your bitch abducted
Right now, yeah, I'm in this fuckin' 'Cat
You hear that motor purrin'
This week I'ma twist up Waffle Cone
You smell exotic burnin'
My lady got a business, now she earnin'
She keep buyin' purses
We on shrooms, this drug
Right here is natural, we not doin' Perkys
All I do is hit like just I'm Savage
We not doing verbal
All my niggas loyalists, no squares
We just do the circles
Put him onto crypto, it was cheap
But he ain't wanna listen
Put him onto money, he was broke
But he ain't wanna fix it
Put him onto fraud, he was scary
He ain't wanna risk it
It's a competition where I'm from
Who gon' be the richest?

I'm a walkin' business, nigga
I should be an LLC
I keep shooters who on point with
Me just like I'm CP3
I was up in Bushwick with
This blicky like I'm 22Gz
Trippin' off this psilocin
Sometimes it put my mind at ease
Pull up with this rifle
Like I'm Devin Booker, nothin' but net
(Swish)
Told lil' mama I ain't even tryna smash her
I want nothin' but neck
(Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh)
Told these folks that I
Ain't flyin' commercial
I do nothin' but jets (Uh)
If any opp survive when we slide
Then he considered blessed (Go)

I'm a walkin' business
Step up in this bitch with confidence (Bagg)
Yeah, I'm corporate thuggin'
Teachin' dope boys how to politic (Trap)
Only thing that feel better than
Cash is when deposit's hit (Word)
Threw like thirty G's in Magic
Paid for a ho scholarship (Word)
Free them boys
Woke up this mornin' and bought
Me three new toys (Skrrt)
Bags on hand
Only use cards when I'm buyin' land (Acres)
I'm just sayin' when you make some extra
Put that to the side
Trophies, tickets super high
Get half a bag for thirty-five
(What's that?) taxin' (Askin')
I'm the boss you niggas workin' for (Boss)
Fraction (Lil' piece)
You just yappin', not slidin'
Thought you was 'bout that action (Aw man)
Never loved her
I just like her for her satisfaction
Burnt off in the Hellcat
I turned off the traction

I'm a walkin' business, nigga
I should be an LLC
I keep shooters who on point with
Me just like I'm CP3
I was up in Bushwick with
This blicky like I'm 22Gz
Trippin' off this psilocin
Sometimes it put my mind at ease
Pull up with this rifle
Like I'm Devin Booker, nothin' but net
Told lil' mama I ain't even tryna smash her
I want nothin' but neck
Told these folks that I
Ain't flyin' commercial
I do nothin' but jets
If any opp survive when we slide
Then he considered blessed