Moneybagg Yo, Tripstar - I Believe U lyrics

(Turn me up YC, turn me up YC, turn me up YC)
Ayy, grab that, grab the scale
Get them bags over there, put
This shit on it, Let's go
We ain't got all day, man (Go)

I was makin' plays if you
Ever seen me runnin' (I believe)
What I served my J
It's gon' leave his nose runnin' (Raw)
Fuck it, murder was the case
I gave my lawyer another hundred (Here)
You can never be too safe
So why your chopper in the trunk?
(Too much lackin')
I let 'em feel like they got away
They just get by (True)
If she say that you the
Only one that's fuckin', She a lie
(Where you at now?)
Standin' over the stove, tryna whip a pie
(Prices high) bye bye if you ain't tryna
Buy a brick or pound
(No hablo inglés) , woah

Smokin', gettin' a manicure
The struggle build my character (Woah)
75K in each ear, lil' boy
Get your carats up (One-fifty)
Wockesha, that's all I pour inside my cup
Look lavender (Purple)
Them talkin' ain't stop no money
So it ain't affect us (Woah)
Got enough Cubans on
I ain't tryna link with no nigga
(Tryna link with no nigga)
I don't give a fuck they had some Act'
I still wouldn't drink with no niggas
(Still won't sip with no nigga)
Where I'm from, you up a hundred
They look at you like that nigga (Crazy)
Just 'cause you told me 'bout bodies
Don't mean I believe you, My nigga
(Know what's up with you)
If you ever seen me runnin'
It was probably off on the plug (Gone)
She like, "Mmm-mmm, boy, you toxic
But that's the shit that I love" (Me too)
I'm pulled over with the hazards
Makin' plays on the E-way (Rushin')
Operation smooth
I won't even talk on a prepay (Go)

I was makin' plays if you
Ever seen me runnin' (I believe)
What I served my J
It's gon' leave his nose runnin' (Raw)
Fuck it, murder was the case
I gave my lawyer another hundred (Here)
You can never be too safe
So why your chopper in the trunk?
(Too much lackin')
I let 'em feel like they got away
They just get by (True)
If she say that you the
Only one that's fuckin', She a lie
(Where you at now?)
Standin' over the stove, tryna whip a pie
(Prices high) bye bye if you ain't tryna
Buy a brick or pound (No hablo inglés)

Woah, yeah
Pour up the drink, a hundred pounds
Ain't mixin' it send the regular OG back
Baggin' up exotic packs, Woah
Four forty-eight, plus them fifteen grams
You know how much a turkey bag weigh? (What?)
He sent them bales, they overweight, woah
(Yeah) can't stop until I'm overpaid
These niggas overrated
Caught a flight, he got delayed
My trap be jumpin', Chick-fil-A
Woah, stamped down the middle, I break
Down a brick a day, Yeah
Probably charge you Kanye, yeah
Three-fifty for a

I was makin' plays if you
Ever seen me runnin' (I believe)
What I served my J
It's gon' leave his nose runnin' (Raw)
Fuck it, murder was the case
I gave my lawyer another hundred (Here)
You can never be too safe
So why your chopper in the trunk?
(Too much lackin')
I let 'em feel like they got away
They just get by (True)
If she say that you the
Only one that's fuckin', She a lie
(Where you at now?)
Standin' over the stove, tryna whip a pie
(Prices high) bye bye if you ain't tryna
Buy a brick or pound (No hablo inglés)