Versurile piesei „Said Sum Remix”, interpretata de Moneybagg Yo feat. City Girls, DaBaby
JT:
F@ck nigga I wanna hear it
Aint talking a bag I cover my ears
I hop in a lamb I switching the gears
My bytches is ballin make these niggas shhyea
Audumar baguettes with the crush face
I leave a bytch mad with the stuck face
Who the f@ck y’all hoes playing with anyways
Citys girls make em wish like ray J
Let me talk to em
All these niggas wanna f@ck JT
Hellcat this is an SRT
Pull up g wagon 63
Make a 55 stuck they teeth
He wanna menaje with a new body
You niggas can’t f@ck with me
Cause I came from the bottom
From the feds from the China
Broke bytches ain’t saying a thing
BABY:
I tell her shut the f@ck up when I hit it
F@cked up her head she did
Im really f@cking around with his lil boo on the low
What the f@ck but he said I couldn’t hear em
Got the head while I drive almost f@cked up my ride
Had a hand full of hair while I was steering
She ripping off my Amaris.
She love to give head she’ll pull up on her period.
I though somebody said that your wifey dog
F@ck everybody don’t like em all
Tis bytch love me cause I f@ck like a dog
I got this shyt on., nigga wipe me off
I hop out the backseat just like a boss
I 2 toned the Maybach my seats are round the way
And it came with a pillow I came from the pavement
Thought some said I aint made it
BAGG:
Huh? (What?)
Ah, I thought a broke nigga said somethin’ (Ah)
Talkin’ shyt but they still ain’t sayin nothin’ (Ain’t sayin’ nothin’)
We gon’ trap this bytch out ‘til the feds come (Run it up, run it up)
Huh? (What she say?)
Ah, I thought a pussy hoe said somethin’ (Ah)
How it go when I’m talkin, you listen (Just listen)
Cut her off ‘cause she spoke on the business (Go)
YUNG MIAMI:
You Broke ass bytch you aint said nothing
When I hold up my wrist it says something
Your nigga he know cause he paying something
I ball on these bytches like and 1. Swish
Bytch Im the shyt. QC the clique, we rich as a bytch
Aye, Miami Im lit. Patek on my wrist
Follow the Drip my jewelry sick
Pneumonia pink diamonds got the corona
Moneybagg Runtz thats the aroma
This aint no mid from Arizona
Bytch Im serious. Period.
All that hoe shyt I aint hearing it
My niggas pull up with sticks they clearing it
Me and JT we killing it period
BAGG:
I thought a nigga who watch what I do
But can’t get his bytch back said sum
Is it true he posting another nigga money
Probably I do not put that past em
I thought a hoe that be speaking on me
But be f@ckin a broke nigga said sum
Hold up lil bytch get a nigga that lit
Im the whole loaf he the breadcrumbs
Rappers with these mixed feelings
I aint f@ckin with em
Like a Richard Mille let me know what time it is
Bagg where the runtz at
Know ya got it on you, supposed to be smell proof
Bust it out the vacuum seal
These niggas little boy childish fisher price
Confident not cocky so get it right
She bending over but I want some head 1st
I don’t even wanna know what the pussy like
Tripping too close to falling so im ballin
Crazy my op got shot but I didn’t call it
I come around niggas go put they hoe up
These bytches stay on my channel
Yea, must’ve seen me on tv
It took me 6 hours to count a mill exactly
Im accurate with that cheese
BAGG:
Huh? (What?)
Ah, I thought a broke nigga said somethin’ (Ah)
Talkin’ shyt but they still ain’t sayin nothin’ (Ain’t sayin’ nothin’)
We gon’ trap this bytch out ‘til the feds come (Run it up, run it up)
Huh? (What she say?)
Ah, I thought a pussy hoe said somethin’ (Ah)
How it go when I’m talkin, you listen (Just listen)
Cut her off ‘cause she spoke on the business (Go)
