MoneyBagg Yo - LLC (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Money Man] Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Let's go, let's go, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah (Trauma Tone) Yeah [Chorus: Money Man] I'm a walkin' business, ni**a, I should be an LLC I keep shooters who on point with me just like I'm CP3 I was up in Bushwick with this blicky like I'm 22Gz Trippin' off this psilocin, sometimes it put my mind at ease Pull up with this rifle like I'm Devin Booker, nothin' but net Told lil' mama I ain't even tryna smash her, I want nothin' but neck Told these folks that I ain't flyin' commercial, I do nothin' but jets If any opp survive when we slide, then he considered blessed [Verse 1: Money Man] Feelin' like I'm Trae Young with this Glock because I score a lot Feelin' like I'm Yoda with this wisdom 'cause I know a lot Countin' up the extra in the trap, I might go buy some stocks The AR-556, it go through walls just like it's juggernaut Thinking 'bout my safety, so I bulletproofed the SUV The AP on my wrist inside the club shine like some LEDs I know some ni**as who learned how to shoot before they learned to read All this money got me buyin' land, it got me signin' deeds Juicin' for two weeks, I need to cleanse, feel like my soul corrupted All these players in this circle, you gon' get your b*tch abducted Right now, yeah, I'm in this fu*kin' 'Cat, you hear that motor purrin' This week I'ma twist up Waffle Cone, you smell exotic burnin' My lady got a business, now she earnin', she keep buyin' purses We on shrooms, this drug right here is natural, we not doin' Perkys All I do is hit like just I'm Savage, we not doing verbal All my ni**as loyalists, no squares, we just do the circles Put him onto crypto, it was cheap, but he ain't wanna listen Put him onto money, he was broke, but he ain't wanna fix it Put him onto fraud, he was scary, he ain't wanna risk it It's a competition where I'm from, who gon' be the richest? [Chorus: Money Man & Moneybagg Yo] I'm a walkin' business, ni**a, I should be an LLC I keep shooters who on point with me just like I'm CP3 I was up in Bushwick with this blicky like I'm 22Gz Trippin' off this psilocin, sometimes it put my mind at ease Pull up with this rifle like I'm Devin Booker, nothin' but net (Swish) Told lil' mama I ain't even tryna smash her, I want nothin' but neck (Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh) Told these folks that I ain't flyin' commercial, I do nothin' but jets (Uh) If any opp survive when we slide, then he considered blessed (Go) [Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo] I'm a walkin' business, step up in this b*tch with confidence (Bagg) Yeah, I'm corporate thuggin', teachin' dope boys how to politic (Trap) Only thing that feel better than cash is when deposits hit (Word) Threw like thirty G's in Magic, paid for a ho scholarship (Word) Free them boys, woke up this mornin' and bought me three new toys (Skrrt) Bags on hand, only use cards when I'm buyin' land (Acres) I'm just sayin' when you make some extra, put that to the side Trophies, tickets super high, get half a bag for thirty-five (What's that?) Taxin' (Askin') I'm the boss you ni**as workin' for (Boss) Fraction (Lil' piece) You just yappin', not slidin', thought you was 'bout that action (Aw man) Never loved her, I just like her for her satisfaction Burnt off in the Hellcat, I turned off the traction [Chorus: Money Man] I'm a walkin' business, ni**a, I should be an LLC I keep shooters who on point with me just like I'm CP3 I was up in Bushwick with this blicky like I'm 22Gz Trippin' off this psilocin, sometimes it put my mind at ease Pull up with this rifle like I'm Devin Booker, nothin' but net Told lil' mama I ain't even tryna smash her, I want nothin' but neck Told these folks that I ain't flyin' commercial, I do nothin' but jets If any opp survive when we slide, then he considered blessed