Moneybagg Yo & YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Moneybagg Yo & YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Character Witness Lyrics

Character Witness

Moneybagg Yo & YoungBoy Never Broke Again

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"Character Witness." - Moneybagg Yo & YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Wednesday, 21 October 2026, 06:50 am

Album: Fed Baby’s

Track No: 05

Federal, Federal
(Southside) Fed
We can fuck and duck off
But you gotta hush up (Gotta hush up, shhh)
Talkin' all that gangsta talk
Gon' get you touched up (Get you touched up)
Rush up, I'ma up and let it burn like Usher (Blah, blah)
Hood rich and famous, got the juice, no jungle (Juiced up)
Told the jeweler Mike and Ike me (All different colors)
Double cup my icy (Ugh)
All my hoes wifey (All of 'em)
Feds wanna indict me (Probably)
**** sendin' threats and shit (What)
I don't take it lightly (I don't)
Fuck them haters, really (Fuck 'em)
Countin' this money up excite me (I love it)
Run up that money
Them bitches gon' fuck 'em all
That's for nothin'
Quit chasin' that money
You know I'm gon' get it
I'm straight out the north
Bitch, I'm straight out the gutter
Fuck on that bitch then I fuck on her sister
After that, I pass that hoe to my brother
He know I ain't lovin' her, know I ain't cuffin' her
Strapped when I'm with her, you know I ain't trustin' her
Hop out the Benz, then straight into Tesla
After I hit her, you know I ain't textin' her
Fifty thousand, fifty shots on me now
Cup full of drank and I'm sippin' that medical
YoungBoy and Bagg, that's .38 Federal
Confidential, ****, know we ain't tellin' nothin'
We sip lean, know we ain't sellin' none
Run up on us, watch how quick we gon' step on somethin'
We can fuck and duck off
But you gotta hush up (Gotta hush up, shhh)
Talkin' all that gangsta talk
Gon' get you touched up (Get you touched up)
Rush up, I'ma up and let it burn like Usher (Blah, blah)
Hood rich and famous, got the juice, no jungle (Juiced up)
Told the jeweler Mike and Ike me (All different colors)
Double cup my icy (Ugh)
All my hoes wifey (All o' 'em)
Feds wanna indict me (Probably)
**** sendin' threats and shit (What)
I don't take it lightly (I don't)
Fuck them haters, really (Fuck 'em)
Countin' this money up excite me (Ugh)
I'm runnin' through the money
Like I'm runnin' through these bitches
I'm done with it
Diamonds hittin' so fuckin' hard
You could swear that the sun in it
Fuck the media, blog sites
Take that shit all wrong with you (Fuck the media)
Hoes be wantin' me to fuck with no rubber
Prayin' I cum in it (Hold up, lil hoe)
That what I get for fuckin' with the Mexican bitch from the city
(What happened with her, Yo?)
Lost her mind, went and got "MoneyBagg" tatted on her titty
(Emoji)
Damn, told you we can fuck up
But you gotta keep quiet (Shut up)
Walked in the club and turnt up
Got them choppers outside (Uh, whatever)
We can fuck and duck off
But you gotta hush up (Gotta hush up, shh)
Talkin' all that gangsta talk
Gon' get you touched up (Get you touched up)
Rush up, I'ma up and let it burn like Usher (Blah, blah)
Hood rich and famous, got the juice, no jungle (Juiced up)
Told the jeweler Mike and Ike me (All different colors)
Double cup my icy (Ugh)
All my hoes wifey (All o' 'em)
Feds wanna indict me (Probably)
**** sendin' threats and shit (What)
I don't take it lightly (I don't)
Fuck them haters, really (Fuck 'em)
Countin' this money up excite me (I love it)

Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Joshua "Southside" Luellen & Demario White.

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