Moneybagg Yo – Say Na (feat. J. Cole) Lyrics

Say Na

Moneybagg Yo (feat. J. Cole)

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"Say Na." - Moneybagg Yo (feat. J. Cole)

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 02:14 pm

Album: RESET

Track No: 02

I got it, I got it
I want it, I want it
I own it, I own it
I'm on it, I'm on it
Let's get it, let's get it
I'm with it, I'm with it
Your city, your city
I'm in it, I'm in it
What they gon' say na? (Proved 'em wrong)
What they gon' say na? (I'm movin' on)
They really in the way na
Aye, what they gon' say na? We livin', bitch
What they gon' say na? (Throwin' shade)
What they gon' say na? (Findin' ways)
They all gotta pay na
Yo, I can't just be givin' out free game, where you been?
Streets dried up, Scottsdale (Hot)
Pack came in, the box fell (Woo)
I was in Miami, eatin' oxtail (Yeah)
Bitch Cuban, daddy with the cocktail (Bad)
I put the lean on the rocks, yeah
I can't be fuckin' wit opps, no
They say I'm takin' they spot, yeah
Fuck, I'll take up a stock, more
The rumors (No new ones)
Outdated (Outdated, outdated)
Twin Dracos (What that is?)
Related (So kin)
I'm Federal (I'm Federal status)
You probation (Lit shit, lit shit)
I'm in the game (What's this, what's this?)
You free agent
I got it, I got it
I want it, I want it
I own it, I own it
I'm on it, I'm on it
Let's get it, let's get it
I'm with it, I'm with it
Your city, your city
I'm in it, I'm in it
What they gon' say na? (Proved 'em wrong)
What they gon' say na? (I'm movin' on)
They really in the way na
Aye, what they gon' say na? We livin', bitch
What they gon' say na? (Throwin' shade)
What they gon' say na? (Findin' ways)
They all gotta pay na
Yo, I can't just be givin' out free game (Cole World)
Memphis connect
Temperature check, sick as a bitch
If **** want smoke
Me and that **** named Moneybagg Yo is a lit cigarette
Pick up a check
So many digits, this shit just be lookin' like cell phone numbers
What the hell wrong with us?
Well-known hustlers
Climbed up from the tailbone
Where the world don't want us
Plus, your **** be dumpin'
They shootin' from close like some elbow jumpers
Put myself on
**** look real, but they silicone
Tucked titty, got a redbone
And the head strong
Like Biggie said, boy, you're dead wrong, yeah
I got it, I got it
I want it, I want it
I own it, I own it
I'm on it, I'm on it
Let's get it, let's get it
I'm with it, I'm with it
Your city, your city
I'm in it, I'm in it
What they gon' say na? (Proved 'em wrong)
What they gon' say na? (I'm movin' on)
They really in the way na
Aye, what they gon' say na? We livin', bitch
What they gon' say na? (Throwin' shade)
What they gon' say na? (Findin' ways)
They all gotta pay na
Yo, I can't just be givin' out free game
DrumGod
Woo, ugh, ugh, ugh
You see me winnin'? I don't play to lose
Ugh, ugh, ugh
Yeah, I break 'em, I don't play by rules
Ugh, ugh, ugh
I-I got options, I can pick and choose
Ugh, ugh, ugh
Yeah, po-po-pop a Perky just to change the mood
Yeah, closed the curtains on the Phantom (Woo)
They couldn't see me if they tried to (Nope)
Don't come around tryna stand beside me
I can see the hate with my side view (Shades)
Cuban links on, times two (Ugh)
Iced out clock, coupe, coupe (Woo)
I'm in the city, I just passed through
Answer me when I ask you
What they gon' say na?
Hell yeah

Writer(s): Demario White, J. Cole, Javar Rockamore, Robert Gullat & Thomas Walker.

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