Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Preliminary Hearing, artist - Moneybagg Yo. Album song Fed Baby’s, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: N-Less Entertainment
Song language: English
Preliminary Hearing |
I got that burner on me now, yeah |
Whole lot of money on me now, yeah |
Diamonds dancing on me now, yeah |
Hitters on go and they gon' ride, yeah |
Every diamond on me wet |
Heard he got anna on his chest |
I’ma die 'bout my respect yeah |
Got my foot on niggas' necks, yeah |
I come from the mud, diamonds wet like floods |
Pour up see the suds, you snitch you the fuzz |
YoungBoy them on go |
Choppers outside the show |
Horseshoes on my toe |
I just smoked a bowl |
YoungBoy screaming murder |
Killers in my circle |
Bitch I’m out the north |
Straight out the gutter like some turtles |
I know that gang you heard of |
BGE, them be my brothers |
I can’t talk, that chopper stutter |
They don’t like you then it’s fuck you |
I got some killers with me straight up out that mainframe |
And all my fed babies with me hollerin' gang gang |
And every OG with me smoke on dope and sell 'caine |
And we got bricks out in the label, that’s the same thing |
I got that burner on me now, yeah |
Whole lot of money on me now, yeah |
Diamonds dancing on me now, yeah |
Hitters on go and they gon' ride, yeah |
Every diamond on me wet |
Heard he got anna on his chest |
I’ma die 'bout my respect yeah |
Got my foot on niggas' necks, yeah |
These niggas know we ain’t acting |
You get out your body, you know we gon' stamp you |
You see I pulled up with them shooters |
You go at your move and you know we gon' ban you |
Whole lot of money on me now and all these diamonds dancing |
I’m a street nigga out that north, yeah bitch you know I’m fastin' |
NBA and BGE we on the same thing |
Sure you want beef, I drop a check down on your main main |
I got some killers with me straight up out that mainframe |
Don’t know Chief Keef but all my niggas hollerin' bang bang |
Pull up, I’m hopping straight out of the cell |
KD and Three-Three, they catchin' a sale |
Ain’t coppin' no deuce, I ain’t throwing my hand |
Say you want beef and we bringin' 'em hell |
These niggas hatin' like they retarded, guess these niggas crazy |
On all my babies, quit the facing, never let 'em take me |
Blue cheese bag, I want Ben on all my faces |
Ain’t no dope, I beat my laces |
I spit that flame, I spit that cajun |
Roll that kush, I keep it blazin' |
Hit the stage, crowd ragin' |
Niggas pissed off 'cause I made it |
Two-three chains on me, that’s slavery |
I got that burner on me now, yeah |
Whole lot of money on me now, yeah |
Diamonds dancing on me now, yeah |
Hitters on go and they gon' ride, yeah |
Every diamond on me wet |
Heard he got anna on his chest |
I’ma die 'bout my respect yeah |
Got my foot on niggas' necks, yeah |