LYRIC

Federal, federal

We can fuck and duck off but you gotta hush up
Talkin' all that gangsta talk gon' get you touched up
Rush up, I'ma up and let it burn like Usher
Hood rich and famous, got the jewels, no jungle
Told the jeweler Mike and Ike me
Double cup my icy
All my hoes wifey
Feds want indict me
Niggas sendin' threats and shit, I don't take it lightly
Fuck them haters, really
Count this money up, excite me

Run up that money, them bitches gon' fuck on all, that's for nothin'
Chasin' that money, you know I'm gon' get it
I'm straight out the north, bitch I'm straight out the gutta
Fuck on that bitch then I fuck on her sister
After that, I pass that hoe to my brother
You know I ain't lovin' her, know I ain't cuffin' her
Strapped when I'm with it, you know I ain't trustin' nun'
Hop out the Benz, hop straight in a Tesla
After I hit her, you know I ain't textin' her
50 thousand, 50 shots on me now
Cup full of drank and I'm sippin' that medical
YoungBoy and Bagg, that's 38 federal
Confidential, nigga know we ain't tellin' nun
Niggas sublime, know we ain't sellin' nun
Run up on us, watch how quick we gon' step 'em some

We can fuck and duck off but you gotta hush up
Talkin' all that gangsta talk gon' get you touched up
Rush up, I'ma up and let it burn like Usher
Hood rich and famous, got the jewels, no jungle
Told the jeweler Mike and Ike me
Double cup my icy
All my hoes wifey
Feds want indict me
Niggas sendin' threats and shit, I don't take it lightly
Fuck them haters, really
Count this money up, excite me

I wanna do the money like I run through these bitches, I'm dumb with it
Diamonds hittin' so fuckin' hard, you would swear that the sun in it
Fuck the media, blogs, sites, take lil' shit and run with it
Hoes be wantin' me to fuck with no rubber, prayin' I cum in it
Do what I give for fuckin' with a messy bitch from the city
Lost her mind, went and got "MoneyBagg" tatted on her titty
Told you we can fuck on, but you gotta keep quiet
Walked in the club, all turnt up, got them choppas outside

We can fuck and duck off but you gotta hush up
Talkin' all that gangsta talk gon' get you touched up
Rush up, I'ma up and let it burn like Usher
Hood rich and famous, got the jewels, no jungle
Told the jeweler Mike and Ike me
Double cup my icy
All my hoes wifey
Feds want indict me
Niggas sendin' threats and shit, I don't take it lightly
Fuck them haters, really
Count this money up, excite me

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