Moneybagg Yo - FEBRUARY (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Moneybagg Yo - FEBRUARY (en) Lyrics
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Yeah
oh yeah
Straight up
Bagg check me out
woo, look, let's go
Got a bitch in V-Live, she got super
powers (super powers, yeah)
Turn the dope spot into an afterhours
Got them culinary skills, bitch
I been a chef (chef)
Above the rim on these niggas,
they gon' need a ref (ref)
Yeah, realest nigga in it since
Makaveli (Makaveli)
Yeah, thug motivation tatted
on my belly (yeah)
We gon' get it by any means
necessary (necessary)
Got my top down, fur coat,
February (let's go)
Fuck it, 'bout to get Bread
Gang across my belly (BGE)
Hey, pinky rings like Nelly, Country
Grammar yelling (accent)
Hey, ice storm on me hailing,
I used to be selling (dope)
Pull up red Wraith, hurt they
heart, February (crystal)
High school dropout but I'm smarter
than an Akademiks (big hatin')
This for all bullshit blogs tryna
play with my image (how)
If I looked this shook I probably
would duck in these groupie
ass bitches (stampede)
Hop on the jet with the Glock, G5,
can't afford to stop (gone)
Private jet to 305, I'ma
need a yacht (hey)
Got a play in Fourth Ward,
I'ma need a pot (yeah)
Superman with that 'caine, bitch
I'm Bruce Wayne (haha)
Super fly, bought the mall,
call me airplane
My bitch red (red), her hair red (red)
Her belt red (red), that's Hermes
These new bills (blue),
they been dead (prez)
Like a fat kid, I been fed (been ate)
Yeah (ugh), eyeball dope like Fetty,
I don't use a scaley (triple beam)
My plug show me love, we locked
in like cellys (federal)
Bitch I'm from the ghetto, I'm
a superstar (superstar, hah)
Pull up to this bitch in
a super car (skrrt)
Neck chill with them birds, I
got super paid (super paid)
Got a crib up in the 'burbs, bitch
it's super laid (how you livin'?)
Got a house outside the city sittin'
on plenty acres (Bagg's world)
Plus I'm smokin' acres, Backwood
hit like hookah vapors (woo)
I'm gettin' plenty paper, big bag
like I pulled a caper (heist)
Sippin' flavors, purple yellow,
fuck it, I'm a Laker (fuck it)
Woo, let's go
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