Moneybagg Yo & YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Moneybagg Yo & YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Preliminary Hearing Lyrics

Preliminary Hearing

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"Preliminary Hearing." - Moneybagg Yo & YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Saturday, 24 October 2026, 11:22 pm

Album: Fed Baby’s

Track No: 02

I got that burna' on me now, yeah (Right now)
Whole lotta' money on me now, yeah (Right now, right now)
Diamonds dancin' on me now, yeah (They lookin')
Ghetto's on go, and they gon' ride, yeah
Every diamond on me wet (Every diamond on me wet)
Heard he got Anna on his chest (Got anna on his chest)
I'ma die 'bout my respect (I'ma die 'bout my respect)
I got my foot on **** neck, yeah (Got my foot on **** neck)
I come from the mud (Bottom)
Diamonds wet like floods (Ugh)
Po' up see the suds (Right now)
You snitch you the fuzz (Twelve)
YoungBoy dem on go (Green light)
Choppas outside the show (Grrt)
Foreign shoes on my toe (Stylin')
I just smoked a bowl (A pound)
YoungBoy screamin' murder (Homicide)
Killers in my circle (Gang)
Bitch I'm out that North, straight out the gutter
Like some turtles (What it is)
I know that gang you heard of
B.G.E. them be my brothers
I can't talk that choppa stutter
They don't like you then it's fuck you (Fuck it, ah)
I got some killers with me straight up out that main frame
And all my fed babies with me hollerin' "Gang gang"
And every OG with me
Smoke on dope and sell 'caine (Sell white)
And we got bricks out and the label that's the same thing (Ugh)
I got that burna' on me now, yeah (Right now)
Whole lotta' money on me now, yeah (Right now, right now)
Diamonds dancin' on me now, yeah (They lookin')
Ghetto's on go, and they gon' ride, yeah
Every diamond on me wet (Every diamond on me wet)
Heard he got Anna on his chest (Got anna on his chest)
I'ma die 'bout my respect (I'ma die 'bout my respect)
I got my foot on **** neck, yeah (Got my foot on **** neck)
These **** know we ain't actin'
You get out yo' body
You know we gon' stamp you (Fuck)
You see I pulled up with them shooters
You go at yo' move and you know we gon' pound 'em
Whole lotta' money on me now and all these
Diamonds dancin' (Right now)
I'ma street **** out that NOLA
Bitch you know I'm fancy (Ugh)
M.B.A. and B.G.E. we on the same thing (Same thing)
Show you want beef?
I drop a check down on yo' main man
I got some killers with me straight up out that main frame
Don't know Chief Keef
But all my **** hollerin' "Bang bang" (Bang bang)
Coming from Harbor straight out of the cell
KD and Three-three they catchin' a sale
Ain't coppin' no deuce
I ain't throwin' my hand
Say you want beef
And we bringin' 'em hell (Bop)
These **** hate like they retarded
Guess these **** crazy (Crazy)
I want all my babies
Quick to face 'em
I won't let 'em take me
Blue cheese bag
I want Ben on all my faces
Ain't no doper beat I lace
I spit that flame, I spit that Cajun
Roll that Kush, I keep it blazin'
Hit the stage, crowd ragin'
**** pissed off 'cause I made it
2, 3 chains on me, that's slavery (Uh-huh)
I got that burna' on me now, yeah (Right now)
Whole lotta' money on me now, yeah (Right now, right now)
Diamonds dancin' on me now, yeah (They lookin')
Ghetto's on go, and they gon' ride, yeah
Every diamond on me wet (Every diamond on me wet)
Heard he got Anna on his chest (Got anna on his chest)
I'ma die 'bout my respect (I'ma die 'bout my respect)
I got my foot on **** neck, yeah (Got my foot on **** neck)

Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Aaron David Lockhart, Jr. & Demario White.

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