Wat U On Lyrics - Moneybagg Yo

[Intro: Moneybagg Yo] 

Tay Keith 

Run that back, Turbo 

Now I pull up in a foreign, foreign 

Javar said, "pick up that bag", right? 

If you ain't getting money, what you on, on? 

[Chorus: Gunna & Moneybagg Yo] 

If you ain't getting money, what you on, on? 

Got some racks and keep a loaded gun 

Gunna Gunna, I'm a young Don 

Too many losses, yeah a nigga won 

She take that molly, drink that Sean Don 

Fly that private jet to Hong Kong 

I'm rocking BAPE and they like King Kong's 

Stack them racks up every day of the month 

If you ain't getting money, leave me 'lone, 'lone 

Make it rain, make it storm, storm 

Half a brick for the charm, charm 

Flooded AP on my arm, arm 

If you ain't getting money, what you on, on? 

Half a million just to ride foreign 

If you ain't getting money, what you on, on? 

Revenue touching my palms 

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[Verse 1: Gunna] 

I hit up Moneybagg, we gotta go up 

I made a mansion, move my my niggas they stuff 

I balanced down and now I'm flying above 

I might hit Magic and go throw me a dub 

Pour some mud up, now I'm filled up with suds 

Locked with them and finally got me a buzz 

Golden child, niggas don't wanna touch 

You might can drip, but you don't drip it like us 

[Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo] 

Designer down when I walk in the club 

So many blue hunnids, they thought I was cuz 

I'm balling, bitch 

Fuck I need me a sub 

Blunt stuffed, looking just like a nub 

Don't try to come around when you get squeaked, can't fuck with no leech 

Me and Gunna on the way to yo city, two first class seats (yeah we just boarded) 

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[Chorus: Gunna & Moneybagg Yo] 

If you ain't getting money, what you on, on? 

Got some racks and keep a loaded gun 

Gunna Gunna, I'm a young Don 

Too many losses, yeah a nigga won 

She take that molly, drink that Sean Don 

Fly that private jet to Hong Kong 

I'm rocking BAPE and they like King Kong's 

Stack them racks up every day of the month 

If you ain't getting money, leave me 'lone, 'lone 

Make it rain, make it storm, storm 

Half a brick for the charm, charm 

Flooded AP on my arm, arm 

If you ain't getting money, what you on, on? 

Half a million just to ride foreign 

If you ain't getting money, what you on, on? 

Revenue touching my palms 

[Verse 3: Moneybagg Yo] 

I know some hittas that's ready to eat, right now as I speak (right now, right now) 

I'm dripping, I'm leaking, I'm flashing my teeth, right now as I speak (I'm iced out by Johnny) 

I used to trap off the back porch (backyard) 

Now I got stamps on my passport (global) 

I used to walk in the front door (then what?) 

Finesse 'em and run out the back door (gone) 

[Verse 4: Gunna] 

We the bosses, you can't boss over us 

Get put in coffin, no more losses for us 

Too many foreigns, nothing but options for us 

The Spyder white with the pecan guts 

I'ma ride, I'm the one you can trust 

Homicide niggas stay in the cut 

I came a long way from serving that dust 

Too many shows, a young nigga booked up 

[Chorus: Gunna & Moneybagg Yo] 

If you ain't getting money, what you on, on? 

Got some racks and keep a loaded gun 

Gunna Gunna, I'm a young Don 

Too many losses, yeah a nigga won 

She take that molly, drink that Sean Don 

Fly that private jet to Hong Kong 

I'm rocking BAPE and they like King Kong's 

Stack them racks up every day of the month 

If you ain't getting money, leave me 'lone, 'lone 

Make it rain, make it storm, storm 

Half a brick for the charm, charm 

Flooded AP on my arm, arm 

If you ain't getting money, what you on, on? 

Half a million just to ride foreign 

If you ain't getting money, what you on, on? 

Revenue touching my palms 

[Outro] 

Damn, Denaro