Nonchalent
MoneyBagg Yo
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All this money got me nonchalant And stuntin’ on bitches, I be blunt You see all this sauce on me I’m the freshest in the joint I give her the dick then I’m out of there She like you ain’t shit boy you ought to care I’m like mhm whatever Still gon’ let me f*ck whenever I’m like mhm whatever Still gon’ do whatever I tell her I’m like mhm whatever Time is money, ask the bezel I be like mhm, whatever 'Bout my money, gettin’ fella 'Bout the cheese like Chester Dropped a backend on the bezel Know ‘em with the three letters CMG on the charm Bread gang in my pocket Groupie hoes in the lobby After we f*ck then get up I’m nonchalant when I nut I be like go’n bitch, leave She like you wrong and stuff She like you ought to care but I can’t Show her so much money, make her faint Jewelry like water dripping in the sink Pull up in a big body like a tank Balmain cashmere coat Seventeen-hundred the price Move around the city catching bombs Old school Jerry Rice I might pull up and serve you anything Then I roll like some dice Got to be in the air, onto the next site Louis luggage on the flight All this money got me nonchalant And stuntin’ on bitches, I be blunt You see all this sauce on me I’m the freshest in the joint I give her the dick then I’m out of there She like you ain’t shit boy you ought to care I’m like mhm whatever Still gon’ let me f*ck whenever I’m like mhm whatever Still gon’ do whatever I tell her I’m like mhm whatever Time is money, ask the bezel All this money got me nonchalant Roll me up a three five blunt Throw my neck back, pop a pill Sixteen O’s, let’s crack a seal I get it in then get it gone today Found my feature, pull up then drive away If it ain’t ‘bout money when we conversate I be like umm whatever, I’m straight Side bitch head ain’t ‘bout shit So I hit up bae and let her do it She gon’ put her neck into it Spend some, she gon’ make a nigga do it I’m in my lane doin’ me They tryna block my shine, Patrick Ewing Only thing on my mind is eating So I’m selling dope while I’m touring Hearing rumors ‘bout robbing me I ain’t goin’ for it and you know it I keep that thang on me You gon’ hug God if I blow it Money coming out my pores Ran it up from a sore When I come down off that oar I be nonchalant on you whores All this money got me nonchalant And stuntin’ on bitches, I be blunt You see all this sauce on me I’m the freshest in the joint I give her the dick then I’m out of there She like you ain’t shit boy you ought to care I’m like mhm whatever Still gon’ let me f*ck whenever I’m like mhm whatever Still gon’ do whatever I tell her I’m like mhm whatever Time is money, ask the bezel
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Written by: Demario Dewayne Jr. White, Xavier Lamar Dotson
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