Moneybagg Yo - RICH VIKING (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Moneybagg Yo - RICH VIKING (en) Lyrics
Weezy outta here (weezy outta
here weezy outta here)
Shoot that's a hard eight better
stack our straight make
I got big bread watch me
bake a large cake
Shoot that's a throw away caught
em on the interstate
We some rich vikings still fuck
hoes on minimum wage
Go
rich nigga
bagg
My hoe with these racks
I'm petty (stingy)
I still eat cup noodles out the gas station
sittin on top of the chevy
Need a big freak that will
chew me off the bone some
like american deli
Let the seat back
We can fuck in the car right
now, no panties she ready
On the regular season
Viking smoking this blunt to the fire
viking wock I want every drop
Psychic best saw myself at
the top right here whether
you like it or not
My shooter a star he gone
rock out for my band
Passing like gas on the
dice got a hot hand
You can't go back to yo hood nigga
I can trap out the mansion
we turn it to vikeland
Park the whip
Hop out fresh as fuck smellin like
baccarat mixed with zah
Hit the gambling spot lil cuh
just seen the opp (fool)
Trail the car
get close as you can
Oh be bet not stop we gone cut him off
got caught lackin in traffic
Jump out
fa fa fa
Shoot,
that's a hard eight
Better stack
our straight make
Shoot
Put a white patek
on a black bitch
True facts real viking fuck her then
go eat her kids fruit snacks
Shoot a thousand if I lose it
up the bed and get back
Clean the house
sweep the floor
Walked out the door with
dem racks hey
I'm smoking out da pound
bitch
Rest in peace my uncle first nigga
I saw slide off a mountain
Use to grind for grandma whole
bow go to cop an outfit
I don't go out for nun unless I get
paid I'm in the house lit
Money go chanel hat
(drip)
This bitch cost 4 racks nigga
don't play with me
Big speaker the one they want to
be and who they hate to see
I'm the type of nigga take his
bitch and make him babysit
When the stars light up inside the
foreign like a space ship vibes
Three point five fuck I
feel like I can fly
Some must be wrong with the club lights
they pay me to come and shine
When she ask me whats my zodiac
I told her dollar sign
Ion trust nobody more than
my fire wish a nigga would
try me ima up it and
Shoot
that's a hard eight
Shoot
that's a throw away
Caught em on the interstate
We some rich vikings
Still fuck hoes
on minimum wage
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