Trending (Explicit)

Trending (Explicit) - Moneybagg Yo

Written by：Demario White/Dmactoobangin

Like when you hear this type of sh*t

You know the check go right up

Haha

Federal ugh ugh

I'm trending

My shirt my belt my shoes

The sh*t come from Fendi

These racks can't fit in my jeans

'Cause I'm rockin' skinnies

I walk in a room full of bosses

And you know I'm blending

She say I'm a hood n**ga with

No sense but b**ch I got plenty

I put that Malaysian up in her head

Told her take out that Remy

I'ma count money 'til

I'm dead lord forgive me for sinning

I try to be cool you gon' make the news

I don't know why n**gas envy

Forever talk about me

One of the greatest

So you know I'm trending

Ah sh*t ah sh*t

Yeah

I'm on some boss sh*t

I'm f**kin' the game good and

I just came in it

I'm on some raw sh*t

I'm f**kin' your b**ch

And she grabbin' and clutchin' on me

Like she a crawfish

These n**gas mosquitos and

I might just spray at 'em

Spray at 'em

I'm on some Off sh*t

You used to be cool

You used to be aight

Now you my enemy

Got an all black draco

With a hundred some shots for 'em

I can shoot for infinity

I won't go back and for

Dissing you on no internet

That sh*t take too much energy

Everybody know that

I trained you

Daniel San

You like my mini me

I'm still hood with it

I pulled up at Church's

And got me a two piece

I'm ridin' in a two seat

With a b**ch that act boujie

She act like Karruche

I'm grippin' the wheel other hand

O her coochie

I really did run up

Some change them facts

Couple stains on my shirt

From the drank this Act

Why you tryn' come for me

D**n relax

The burner click clack

Your brains go splat

I'm trending

My shirt my belt my shoes

The sh*t come from Fendi

These racks can't fit in my jeans

'Cause I'm rockin' skinnies

I walk in a room full of bosses

And you know I'm blending

She say I'm a hood n**ga with

No sense but b**ch I got plenty

I put that Malaysian up in her head

Told her take out that Remy

I'ma count money 'til

I'm dead lord forgive me for sinning

I try to be cool you gon' make the news

I don't know why n**gas envy

Forever talk about me one of

The greatest so you know I'm trending

That lil money you gettin' ain't sh*t to me

I just counted four hundred large n**ga

I'm with some hitters that don't give a f**k

They gon' leave your a** scarred n**ga

Why MoneyBagg

Run the rap game

I don't know should ask God n**ga

I got your b**ch

She open for me

I just had a menage with her

Two b**ches one me that's three federal

Two stacks on the Cartier's I can see better

I'm draped in Fendi

And the F stand for f**k y'all

Yeah

I'm talkin' 'bout whoever

I bought some choppers

With clips that curve on 'em

Just like that C letter

Run up on me

If you want to

I heard cry out

Big as Coachella

Ah sh*t ah sh*t

I got them bands

On me they marching

I hit the kushy then pop me a perky

Now I'm kickin' sh*t with the martians

Pluto Mars

No Bruno

I'm number one

Like my name was Uno

She gave me head no

Nu Gro

Then I got off and skrted

Off in a two door hey

I'm trending

My shirt my belt my shoes

The sh*t come from Fendi

These racks can't fit in my jeans

'Cause I'm rockin' skinnies

I walk in a room full of bosses

And you know I'm blending

She say I'm a hood n**ga with

No sense but b**ch I got plenty

I put that Malaysian up in her head

Told her take out that Remy

I'ma count money 'til

I'm dead lord forgive me for sinning

I try to be cool you gon' make the news

I don't know why n**gas envy

Forever talk about me

One of the greatest

So you know I'm

I'm still hood with it

I pulled up at Church's and got me a two piece

I'm ridin' in a two seat

With a b**ch that act boujie

She act like Karruche

I'm grippin' the wheel other hand

On her coochie

I really did run up

Some change them facts

Couple stains on my shirt

From the drank this Act

Why you tryn' come for me

D**n relax

The burner click clack

Your brains go splat