Moneybagg Yo, Big Homiie G - Gave It lyrics

(ZQ, you need your ass wooped for that one)

Took the Lamb' to the hood
(Skrrt) , VVs hit through the tint
Gallery jacket one-of-one, see this again
I'm blockin' Trent (Bet)
I can turn an AK to a Draco
That's a sawed-off stick
You gon' be ready to kill or get
Some money when you bump my shit
Eight-figure, Memphis nigga, toxic
Bad-bitch-getter
You part of a staff, I'm the
Boss, so my pay bigger, Nigga
Birkin bags for my bae, got my old ho bitter
When it come to this, I'm raw
I don't know how to use a filter
Free them boys, didn't say a word
Fuck the system
I supply the drink, told Big Homiie
"Bring the utensils" (The kit)


Lined her up, then dripped her
Then I passed her to (Here)
Had to pick and roll
Bitches get bold after you dick 'em (Toxic)
Ain't no nigga fuckin' with me
That's somethin' you must understand
Chrome Heart
Like I had a transplant with Iron Man
Choppa hold a hunnid bands
Make you hit that Cha-Cha dance
He must be the man
Fans tryna eat it through his pants (Bagg)

They gave the wrong nigga some money
I don't know how to behave
Nothin' but truffles in this paper
I ain't burnin' no sage
Coordinatin', wore this watch 'cause it
Go with my J's certified trendsetter
I give what's 'posed to be gave

Niggas really havin' me fucked up out here
(I gave it)
One of my features, show price lil' dude
(I gave it)
Write this shit down, take notes
Stay in school (I gave it)
Nine times out of ten a bitch gon' choose
(I gave it) oh, yeah

Poppin' all these Percs
Ain't tryna heal nothin'
If I up that fire
It's guaranteed I'ma kill somethin'
(Woah) niggas walk around and act tough
Like they gon' drill somethin'
All that hollerin' back and forth
Knowin' they ain't gon' kill nothin'
(Nah) never been a bitch, I ain't goin'
I ain't went (Nigga)
I won't fight for shit
I got diamonds on my fist (Woah)
Frrrt-frrt, frrrt, hit 'em with the switch
I was so in love with 'Kesha but
I fucked off with that Tris (Yeah)
30K off features, it ain't shit, baby
But rap money walk around with nappy dreads
Still look like I ain't got money (Ha)
And I pop my shit whenever I want
I got racks on (Woah)
All them times I waited for them shows
Now Pateks on (Nigga)
Don't show me that paperwork if it
Ain't got the facts on it (Nah)
You know these niggas lie about certain
Shit and put the cap on (Yeah)
If it's smoke with us
You know we pushin' and we step on it
I bought all the hittas switches
Told Bagg to put the rest on
(Frrt, frrt, woah) nigga (Go)

They gave the wrong nigga some money
I don't know how to behave
Nothin' but truffles in this paper
I ain't burnin' no sage
Coordinating, wore this watch 'cause it
Go with my J's certified trendsetter
I give what's supposed to be gave
They gave the wrong nigga some money
I don't know how to behave (I don't know)
Nothin' but truffles in this paper
I ain't burnin' no sage (Real dope)
Coordinating, wore this watch 'cause it
Go with my J's (Stylin')
Certified trendsetter
I give what's supposed to be gave

Niggas really havin' me fucked up out here
(I gave it)
One of my features, show price lil' dude
(I gave it)
Write this shit down, take notes
Stay in school (I gave it)
Nine times out of ten a bitch gon' choose
(I gave it)

How the fuck you call yourself a giver?
You ain't got a car paid off
You ain't tryna make your niggas a boss
You rather work the shit out of
'em and send 'em out
Hol' up, hol' up, while we at it
Your bitch ain't matchin' your fly
Come on, man, tighten up, nigga
Look me in my eyes when you shake my hand
Nigga get the fuck on the floor
Niggas huggin' up, gettin' high
Worried 'bout the next nigga pockets
Tryna put two and two together and shit
Nigga where your bag at?
One thing bout me, real stand up guy
Everybody round me in position, team strong
They gon' forever say, I gave it
Forever, ever, ever