Letras
New LV on the bag
RIP to Virgil I ain't poppin no tags
Off White on the fit no no I don't wanna brag
Nigga runnin a race but that nigga money comin last
Yea jump in that yo
I just run, run a bag up
I got time today Moneybagg Yo
You got sumn to say nigga speak up
223 hit his back ya
Nigga fell behind better catch up
40 hit his back made him laylow uh
Niggas always talk but they not on nun
I'm gon score the rock
Yea I wont pass the ball nigga Imma ball hog
Niggas always talkin on the gang no no
Take no photos
Know you saw us
Oh you caught us
Money counter
On the table
Whats the problem yea what's the problem
You aint got one
You aint got one
Ion even rap nigga I just speak on the beat now
I cannot wait til the day I can kick back my feet up
Private jet now I'm smokin sativa
Now I got my head on a swivel I'm keepin my heater
Brief intermission
Certain things I been missin
Baby girl I need you I just been missin
Know you missin all the love I gave you
See your face everywhere I cant hate you
Need you like everyday love is so true
14th of February its all you
Baby I love the way I hold you
Secrets I'm holding yea they for you
No one else need to know what we go thru
Kissin your neck I'm so in love with you
Dont gotta second guess what even true
Baby girl you came right out of the blue
I had, I (I had no)
I had no clue
Now I know you
Just me and you
Just no one else
I just want you
I don't want no one, no one
I dont want no one else
I don't want no one, no one
I don't want no one else