M

Mitch Moneybagg Yo - Ringtone Lyric

Mitch Moneybagg Yo Ringtone on Amazon

For Mitch Moneybagg Yo ringtone, you can try to find from the following link, provided by Amazon Store.


Mitch Moneybagg Yo Ringtone Lyric : Most sought after ringtone & lyric at Ringtonelirik.com. Credit (lyric) to : Freelyrics.org

Man when I was a broke nigga I used to be like. When I get my money on, I’ma spend it on this, I’ma spend it on that. I always knew I was gonna get some money so I looked at it like practice. Like I was just getting ready for the bag, you know what I’m saying? Pratice you feel me

I’m money making Mitch, I need a money making b***h
I spent 200 on the kit, 1500 on the kicks
I’m money making Mitch, I need a money making b***h
I spent 200 on the kit, 1500 on the kicks
Look I just hit a lick, spend 250 on the whip
Another 50 on a trip just to f**k your b***h nigga
Just got a check, that b***h got 2, 3, commas
Look like an out of town number
I’m going hard for 2, 3, summers
I’m money making Mitch, I need a money making b***h
I spent 200 on the kit, 1500 on the kicks

Margiela king nigga, Balenciaga don nigga
I’m on my Blac Youngsta b***h when I’m young nigga
I’m money making Mitch, Ace Boogie with the bricks
I’m Calvin with the hits, I’ll come and take a nigga s**t
Signed Blac Youngsta on a jet then I took him to the ‘jects
Then I gave the nigga a Lambo just to show him he was next
I’m charging 80 for the 100 pack, 70 if you run it back
60 if you triple that, if I say nickel that’s a 50 pack
I can talk dope all day, I can count money all day
You can f**k hoes all day, I’ma count it while y’all play

I’m money making Mitch, I need a money making b***h
Need her ass hella thick, need her hair always fixed
Like my b***h’s hips hella wide
Tell ’em f**k a dime we don’t do the gym
Tell my niggas just keep it quiet, no back and forth gon’ go and see him
Niggas in the fed, niggas dead before I be a pussy before I go and join ’em
Niggas acting tough on the internet, somebody better go inform them

That I’m money making mitch, I got a whole lotta sticks
And I’m really with the s**t, yeah I’m really with the s**t
I’m with the s**t, with the s**t
I just copped the Wraith out the dealership
I just the stones in the Rolex
I f**ked on your sister, your ho next
I look like the money, that’s no flex
I made a million off snow flakes
I don’t slow down in no time
I be on gas with no brakes
I be on gas with no brakes
I be on cash and no hate
I be on masks with AKs
And I’ma pull up if you don’t pay

Cause I’m money making Mitch, I want 30 for a brick
I want 100 for a show and I ain’t got nothing for a b***h
I ain’t riding no more purses, I ain’t do no more verses
I ain’t f**king with these niggas, have way more crosses than the churches
The doctors are the plugs and the trappers are the nurses
Is everybody popping pain killers? Is everybody hurting?
Perc, Zan, Perc, Zan, Perc, Zan, does everybody got anxiety?
Trap house got variety, f**k wrong with society?
I’m money making Mitch, I need a money making b***h
I got a 30 in my clip and I’ma hit you off the rip