Moneybagg Yo – Nonchalent Lyrics

Nonchalent

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"Nonchalent." - Moneybagg Yo

Sunday, 18 October 2026, 07:22 pm

Album: Heartless

Track No: 07

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
Yeah, 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 mmhm, whatever
Still gon' let me fuck whenever
I'm like mmhm, whatever
Still gon' do whatever I tell her
I'm like mmhm, whatever
Time is money, ask the bezel
I be like mmhm, whatever
'Bout my money, gettin' fella
'Bout the cheese like Chester
Dropped a back end on a bezel
Know 'em with them three letters
CMG on the charm
Bread gang in my pocket
Group of hoes in the lobby
After we fuck then get up
I'm nonchalant when I nut
I be like go on, 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
Bald man, cash miracle
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
Yeah, 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 mmhm, whatever
Still gon' let me fuck whenever
I'm like mmhm, whatever
Still gon' do whatever I tell her
I'm like mmhm, 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 the seal
Hey, I get it in then get it gone today
Final feature, pull up, then drove away
If it ain't about money when we conversate
I be like, mmhm 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 **** do it
I'm in my lane doin' me
They tryna block my shine, Patrick Ewing
Only thing on my mind is E
So, I'm selling dope while I'm touring
Hearing rumors about 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 whore
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
Yeah, 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 mmhm, whatever
Still gon' let me fuck whenever
I'm like mmhm, whatever
Still gon' do whatever I tell her
I'm like mmhm, whatever
Time is money, ask the bezel

Writer(s): Demario White & Xavier Dotson.

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