Moneybagg Yo、Offset - Style Ain't Free (Explicit)
Written by:Offset、Moneybagg Yo
June you're a genius
Yeah open up hey
Mane look stop it
Always got my name in some gossip
White diamonds triple K like a Nazi
Big breadgang chain came from Wafi
That redbone you crushing she want me to f**k her
I'm three hours late sippin' 'tussin
She dropped off the head just to stop me from fussin'
And that's what you call a concussion
Here gone hey
Went hard 'fore I ever made a rap check
Getting money out the streets
Getting money off the pavement
Ducked off I was serving on the Southside
But I stayed in the East
But I stayed in the East
Told a b**ch 'cause I hot wings and road tale
We don't go out to eat
Hell nah we don't do that
Whe doing gon' mob a ni**a up then
Wipe the d*ck off neat
Wipe the d*ck off good
Give a f**k about a ring but I'm smoking with it in case
Killers steal my jeans I was eating hungry plate
Tryna reach a new level
These ni**as too content
Big homie might snap
He gon' do it out the trench
She got it sewed in
But I'm pulling every inch
Just to get a hotel
Now we f**k behind tint
Had to get a ni**a hit
Cause he tried to go against
Pulled up in his yard
Left his a** on the fence
It ain't no end to this trend
Double our truck ain't no formatted Benz
They like he at it again how
I just put me in a new whip and I win
I'm having way too much money
Way too much
Make a b**ch dizzy the way that I spin
I'm having way too much money
Count up and repeat it again
Like a replay
Mane look stop it
Always got my name in some gossip
White diamonds triple K like a Nazi
Big breadgang chain came from Wafi
That redbone you crushing she want me to f**k her
I'm three hours late sippin' 'tussin
She dropped off the head just to stop me from fussin'
And that's what you call a concussion
Little buddy got the 5 but don't pop it little buddy
All of mine came from the faucet
Lamborghini Forgiato wet mop it Forgiato
Glock 40 shoot his shoulder out his socket
Big d*ck you could whip it like hibachi
Walking in my robes it's Versace Versace
69 shooters and they're nothing like Tekashi
Keep one in the head tryna c**k it they done shot you
Switch it the Maybach the Lambo the 'rari
Sorry pardon my drip retarded
I've spent Marvin the Martian
Better get your b**ch up off the market
Young Vince Carter with the Carbon
I'ma paint a picture in your head I'm an artist
Richard Mille wet and it got my wrist soggy
Hit it from the back style doggy
Mason Margiela my coat
When you was wet I was broke no hope
I put the plug in the yolk and I go
Therefore the sauna I live by the oath
Got to get the money bag yo
Fifteen hundred two-three times then four
Ni**a better cross that line we gon' blow
It's a bust down
Can't even see the time in this ho
Mane look stop it
Always got my name in some gossip
White diamonds triple K like a Nazi
Big breadgang chain came from Wafi
That redbone you crushing she want me to f**k her
I'm three hours late sippin' 'tussin
She dropped off the head just to stop me from fussin'
And that's what you call a concussion
Let me see your wrists
This ain't it I just spoke with the chief
I just spoke with your boss
Coming straight off the top Chanel bandana
This style ain't free sh*t cost a fee
Yeah uh uh uh
Style ain't free
Gotta pay for this here