Moneybagg Yo – Boffum (feat. Big 30) Lyrics

Boffum

Moneybagg Yo (feat. Big 30)

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"Boffum." - Moneybagg Yo (feat. Big 30)

Monday, 19 October 2026, 07:10 am

Album: Time Served (Deluxe)

Track No: 08

Bread Gang, CGE, BGE
You know what I'm sayin'?
Brrr
Money on the table (Go), killers in the cut (Woah)
I ain't workin' out (No), but they pushin' up (Splatt)
I was stayin' down (Yup), they was switchin' up (Damn)
As I look around (What?), I don't know what's up (Nah)
They just puttin' on (Cap), they ain't real as us (Gang)
Yeah, it took a while (Man), now I got it up (Up there)
Two pretty bitches (Deuces), I can Double Dutch (Threeway)
Knock it out the park (Gone), tell 'em, "Batter up"
Big Speaker do what you can't (How?)
Five million, all hundreds, I shut down the bank (Facts)
You know I'm up in the rank (Yeah)
Talkin' shit behind the wall, get hit with a shank (Woo)
My **** them in that field (Set)
Gun your ass down for real, this is not a prank (Grrr)
Water on me, fish tank
Sippin' drank erase the problems, my mind go blank (Wake me up)
Every week, my bitch want a new purse (Too spoiled)
Hundred racks, could've gave her a verse (And chorus)
I wish I would've thought of that first (That's okay)
Count this for me, I put her to work (Mwah)
Red on red in a 'Vette 2020 (Headin' out)
Skinny jeans, BGE on my hoodie (Right now)
So much money, I forgot where I put it (Where it go?)
Now it costs you six figures to book me (Big bank)
They don't wanna see me up, but I done came so far (So far)
Big boy, Rolls Royce truck, in traffic, I bogart (Bogart)
Had a dream of a Audemars and Rolex watch on both arms (Both arms)
Couldn't choose, I don't live by the rules, so I bust down both of 'em (Both of 'em)
They don't wanna see me up, but I done came so far (So far)
Big boy, Rolls Royce truck, in traffic, I bogart (Bogart)
Had a dream of a Audemars and Rolex watch on both arms (Both arms, Big 30)
Couldn't choose, I don't live by the rules, so I bust down both of 'em (Both of 'em)
Brrr
Snot on the Cartier watch
Boogers fallin' out the bezel, I'll wear it wherever
These **** know I'm a devil
I'm a certified stepper, I'm slangin' that metal
Bread Gang chain vanilla
White gold, white toes, and my bitches yellow
Slid on their block in a Jetta (Jetta)
We ain't totin' no Beretta, hunnid shots or better (Brrt)
Big homie 30, I'm proper
Yeah, I'm covered in this ice, but I'm hot as lava
Hit his ass with the chopper
He'll never see a doctor, them members done popped him (Brrt)
Cover my bitches in Prada
They'll never see Chanel, that shit for my mama
You pull up, then you a goner
I ain't never sent a threat, that shit there a promise
Fitted hat, fitted jeans, metal tucked
VVS to baguette, leveled up
Smash for my chee', get your cheddar up
Glock .26 in my Ethika
Fitted hat, fitted jeans, metal tucked
VVS to baguette, leveled up
Smash for my chee', get your cheddar up
Glock .26 in my Ethika (Brrt)
They don't wanna see me up, but I done came so far (So far)
Big boy, Rolls Royce truck, in traffic, I bogart (Bogart)
Had a dream of a Audemars and Rolex watch on both arms (Both arms)
Couldn't choose, I don't live by the rules, so I bust down both of 'em (Both of 'em)
They don't wanna see me up, but I done came so far (So far)
Big boy, Rolls Royce truck, in traffic, I bogart (Bogart)
Had a dream of a Audemars and Rolex watch on both arms (Both arms)
Couldn't choose, I don't live by the rules, so I bust down both of 'em (Both of 'em)

Writer(s): Demario White, Dyllan McKinney & Rodney Wright Jr..

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