Moneybagg Yo – Style Ain't Free (feat. Offset) Lyrics

Moneybagg Yo – Style Ain't Free (feat. Offset) Lyrics
Style Ain't Free
Moneybagg Yo (feat. Offset)
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    "Style Ain't Free." - Moneybagg Yo (feat. Offset)

    Album: 43VA HEARTLESS
    Track No: 07
    (June, you're a genius)
    Yeah, open up, hey
    Mane, look, stop it (Stop)
    Always got my name in some gossip (Hot topic)
    White diamonds, triple K like a Nazi (Ice)
    Big BreadGang chain came from Wafi (Baguetti)
    That redbone you crushin', she want me to fuck her
    I'm three hours late, sippin' 'Tussin (Ready)
    She drop off the head just to stop me from fussin'
    And that what you call a concussion (Head gone, hey)
    Went hard 'fore I ever made a rap check
    Gettin' money out the streets (Gettin' money off the pavement)
    Ducked off, I was servin' on the Southside
    But I stayed in the East (But I stayed in the East)
    Told the bitch cook some hot wings and Ro-Tel
    We don't go out to eat (Hell nah, we don't do that)
    What you doin'? Gon' mob a **** up then (Up)
    Wipe the dick off neat (Wipe the dick off good)
    Give a fuck about a ring but I'm smokin' wedding cake
    Hood still in my jeans, I was eatin' a hot plate
    Tryna reach a new level, these **** too content
    Big homie might snap, he gon' do it off the strength
    She just got it sewed in, but I'm pullin' every inch
    Used to get a hotel, now we fuck behind tint
    Had to get a **** hit, 'cause he tried to go against
    Pulled up in his yard, left his ass on the fence (Uh)
    It ain't no end to this trend (Endless)
    Double our truck, ain't no 4MATIC Benz
    They like, "He at it again" (How?)
    I just put me a new whip in the wind (Skrrt)
    I'm having way too much money (Way too much)
    Make a bitch dizzy the way that I spend
    I'm havin' way too much money (It too much)
    Count up and repeat it again (Like a replay)
    Mane, look, stop it (Stop)
    Always got my name in some gossip (Hot topic)
    White diamonds, triple K like a Nazi (Look)
    Big BreadGang chain came from Wafi (Baguetti)
    That redbone you crushin', she want me to fuck her
    I'm three hours late, sippin' 'Tussin (Woo, woo, woo, ready)
    She drop off the head just to stop me from fussin' (Woo)
    And that what you call a concussion (Offset)
    Lil' buddy got the fye but don't pop it (Lil' buddy)
    Audemars came from the faucet (A.P.)
    Lamborghini, Forgiato wet, mop it (Forgiato)
    Glock 40, shoot his shoulder out his socket (Bow, bow)
    Big dick, you could whip it like hibachi (Big)
    Walkin' in my robes, it's Versace, Versace ('Sace)
    69 shooters and they nothin' like Tekashi (Ha)
    Keep one in the head, tryna cock it, they done shot ya (Bow)
    Switch it, the Maybach, the Lambo', the 'Rari (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
    Sorry, pardon, my drip retarded, huh (Drip)
    Outer space, Marvin the Martian, huh (Huh)
    Better get your bitch up off the market, huh (Huh)
    Young Vince Carter with the carbon (Bow)
    I can paint a picture in your head, I'm a artist (Artist)
    Richard Mille wet, and it got my wrist soggy (Wet)
    Hit it from the back, style doggy, yeah (Uh)
    Maison Margiela my coat, ho (Margiela)
    Where was you at? I was broke, no hope (Broke)
    I put the plug in the yolk and I go
    Death 'fore dishonor, I live by the oath (Hey)
    Yeah, gotta get the 'money bag, yo' (Yeah)
    Flip a hunnid, two, three times, then four (Yeah)
    ****, bet I'll cross that line, we gon' blow
    It's a bust down, can't even see the time in this ho (Ice)
    Mane, look, stop it (Stop)
    Always got my name in some gossip (Hot topic)
    White diamonds, triple K like a Nazi (Look)
    Big BreadGang chain came from Wafi (Baguetti)
    That redbone you crushin, she want me to fuck her
    I'm three hours late, sippin' 'Tussin (Ready)
    She drop off the head just to stop me from fussin'
    And that what you call a concussion (Head gone)
    Let me see your wrists (Haha)
    This ain't it, I just spoke with the chief (I just spoke with your boss)
    Comin' straight off the top, Chanel bandana
    This style ain't free (Shit cost a fee)
    Yeah, uh, uh, uh, style ain't free
    Gotta pay for this here

    Writer(s): Demario White, Kiari Cephus & June James.

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