Shot Off Gumbo (Clean)

Shot Off Gumbo (Clean) - Moneybagg Yo/YTB FATT/Fat Wizza

Lyrics by：Demario Dewayne White, Jr./Cavon Paige/Marcus Jones/Darius Henry/Rondreze Hicks/Amman Nurani

Composed by：Demario Dewayne White, Jr./Cavon Paige/Marcus Jones/Darius Henry/Rondreze Hicks/Amman Nurani

Produced by：Yung Dee/RJayySlamming/Evrgrn

Dee you poppin' your ****

Yea uh uh uh-huh

I just got off the plane with this **** man

Back in Miami man just left New York

I'm back in Miami though

Uh yeah uh

All these h*es tryna lock in with a young since I got rich

Shot off gumbo and some drank only thing in my mix

Yeah twenty-five thousand in traffic in New York I dare a reach for this

be talkin' tough as hell 'til you bump down on 'em with that switch

my life so lit right now might pull a Hannah Montana round this *****

I be tellin' them h*es my city ain't with that baby momma ****

this **** Bread Gang the Loaf Boyz finna take over the industry

Walkin' through the airport with seventeen thousand the police ain't takin' ****

***** I ain't who you used to know

Nope

I done shot off to the moon lil ho

Gone

Still order me a 4 for 4

For real

Painted drank and a gumbo boat

Nope

Heavy motion got the **** on the floor

Yup

Room lookin' like a scene from Blow

Movie

All blues big racks like woah

Damn

Bread Gang got this **** by the loaf

Boyz

Nothin' but real couple hittas and d**e boys in this loop

Them Loafs

Pull up SF90 coupe I'm playin' with plenty for loose

Money

Wockesha deuce only thing in my juice

These brown Rick Owens same color that dog food

Free 42

Dugg

All these h*es tryna lock in with a young since I got rich

Shot off gumbo and some drank only thing in my mix

Yeah twenty-five thousand in traffic in New York I dare a reach for this

be talkin' tough as hell 'til you bump down on 'em with that switch

my life so lit right now might pull a Hannah Montana round this *****

I be tellin' them h*es my city ain't with that baby momma ****

this **** Bread Gang the Loaf Boyz finna take over the industry

Walkin' through the airport with seventeen thousand the police ain't takin' ****

Joe and bad tryna keep me out the trenches they know I'mma gun some ****

I be tellin' my city I just rap but bronem got that ****

That's the pack bro just stepped on it

I be praying the juggers don't kill my for always stretchin' they ****

Bagg came got a fox up out the hood

'Cause he like how I talk the ****

Fifty thousand dollars in my bag I'm on the floor with this ****

Me and kicking **** with Meek Mill this came from taking risk

40 thousand feet in the air on the jet

If it crash out when I leap

Yeah yeah

You ain't smoking it

Hunnid pounds of shot off got my wrist looking like Luka ****

Gumbo on my pendant it look two-tone when the Cuban hit

I'm trappin' **** this music **** they trap

We shooting **** go

This **** on the floor thirty-five hunnid my Louis coat aye

My lil' pull up and shoot 'em move like aye

You want gumbo in the city you get it from bama joe aye

Come get you a turkey back come spend your ham n low

Shot off

All these h*es tryna lock in with a young since I got rich

Shot off gumbo and some drank only thing in my mix

Yeah twenty-five thousand in traffic in New York I dare a reach for this

be talkin' tough as hell 'til you bump down on 'em with that switch

my life so lit right now might pull a Hannah Montana round this *****

I be tellin' them h*es my city ain't with that baby momma ****

this **** Bread Gang the Loaf Boyz finna take over the industry

Walkin' through the airport with seventeen thousand the police ain't takin' ****