Black Feet (Feat. BlocBoy JB)

Chorus: Moneybagg Yo I ain't got no love for no black feet ratchet ratchet I'm just tryna hit it then curve, no attachment skrrt You ain't got a bag, you can't get none of my action nope Greet me when you see me, but don't touch me bitch I'm status ugh ugh Work my wrist like ugh ugh Curve that bitch like ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh Diamonds hit like ugh ugh Hit my ho like ugh ugh Pour a four like ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh Javar said pick up that bag right Verse 1: Moneybagg Yo Burnt her head down, it was fire just like some matches Lil bitch from the city and she call herself a savage She ain't got her money right but swear that she ain't average She picky and she think she Nicki when she get her taxes Minaj I hit that lil bitch like my blunt smoke From the back, the side, the front After, asked her what she want Kicked her ass out like a punt Ugh ugh, I had to curve the ho swerve Uh-uh, she want the world or no Called her bluff like Curtis Snow But the head A-1, had to curl my toes ooh, good AP what's that, plain janes cost me forty forty thou Chanel drip, shell stains, haters salty salty Bitch I'm lit like I'm a torch, fucked that thot bitch on the porch Then got ghost like Rolls Royce, ugh out here on her Chorus: Moneybagg Yo I ain't got no love for no black feet ratchet ratchet I'm just tryna hit it then curve, no attachment skrrt You ain't got a bag, you can't get none of my action nope Greet me when you see me, but don't touch me bitch I'm status ugh ugh Work my wrist like ugh ugh Curve that bitch like ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh Diamonds hit like ugh ugh Hit my ho like ugh ugh Pour a four like ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh Javar said pick up that bag right Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo Soon as I look up see bitches flockin' 'cause I'm havin' flocking Hit 'em with the stiffarm, they wasn't around me when I was ashy get back bitch Fuckin' with this freak ho when I had a show in Dallas Texas Just moved in the spot so I had to fuck her on the pallet ugh Tore her ass up, she almost squirted on my Patek Philippe Got my name stamped, now she certified, valid Oh no oh no, slow roll slow up, slow up Tryna touch me out in public, hoes bold And they wonder why Chorus: Moneybagg Yo & BlocBoy JB I ain't got no love for no black feet ratchet ratchet I'm just tryna hit it then curve, no attachment that's on my mama You ain't got a bag, you can't get none of my action nah Greet me when you see me huh, but don't touch me bitch I'm status I'm status, ugh ugh Work my wrist like ugh ugh Curve that bitch like ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh Diamonds hit like ugh ugh Hit my ho like ugh ugh Pour a four like ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh Javar said pick up that bag right Verse 3: BlocBoy JB BlocBoy Ugh, you disgusting you disgusting If a nigga play me wrong then I'm busting then I'm busting Heat a nigga up like the oven the oven Hit you and your cousin your cousin A lot of niggas say that they was there but they wasn't that's on my mama I'm on some cold killer shit huh I might kill a bitch kill a bitch All these Jacksons in my Thriller fit the Thriller With some Jordan kicks, I might take your bitch woo I'm tryna put on for the team the team You gon' change on your niggas and do wrong to your team fuck 'em Every thirty got a beam rrah Dressed in designer, I'm fresh as fuck like Mr Clean doon-doon-doon Nigga playin', get creamed Head shot him, leave him darked out like the wing that's on my mama I had to dress like I'm king At the bitch, her name is lean yeah yeah yeah I pass the bitch to the team, so you know what that shit mean yeah Huh Chorus: Moneybagg Yo & BlocBoy JB I ain't got no love for no black feet ratchet ratchet, huh I'm just tryna hit it then curve, no attachment that's on my mama You ain't got a bag, you can't get none of my action nah Greet me when you see me huh, but don't touch me bitch I'm status I'm status, ugh ugh Work my wrist like ugh ugh Curve that bitch like ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh Diamonds hit like ugh ugh Hit my ho like ugh ugh Pour a four like ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh Javar said pick up that bag right