Have U Eva - Moneybagg Yo

Choppers on choppers on choppers on choppers and MACs and forties

These lil niggas talking and bluffing and bluffing, the wrong nigga called it

I tried and tried and tried, don’t nobody keep it one hunnid

This shit that I put on these beats, I either seen or done it

Have you eva witnessed a homi?

Have you eva served a dummy?

Have you eva been fronted?

Down bad on your money?

All I ever wanted was a bundle and a bad bitch

Thirty round clip, shoot a movie like I’m Brad Pitt

Fifty thou-wow for a Rollie, never had shit

'Nother forty K on the trunk, don’t feel embarrassed

I dropped a deuce in the soda

Draco can’t fit in a holster, don’t get too much closer

I go get flier than a poster

Cubans on me like Sosa, plugged in like I’m Sosa

Pimping like I’m Lamont Dozier

Now that I’m sober, told her it’s over

You turned your back on a nigga

Went AWOL all on me, thought you was my soldier

AR-15, semi-autos

Handguns with the red lasers

Ashed out, down bad

Knew I was gon' get a bag later

She don’t like me, he don’t like me

Knew I was gonna have haters

Do a show and ice my kids out

I’m super loaded with the ends now

I told 'em I’m chasing my dreams, I gotta live for my daughter (and my son)

A beast in these streets so these niggas can call me whatever they want to (ca'

ca' call me whatever)

Choppers on choppers on choppers on choppers and MACs and forties

These lil niggas talking and bluffing and bluffing, the wrong nigga called it

I tried and tried and tried, don’t nobody keep it one hundred

This shit that I put on these beats, I either seen or done it

Have you eva witnessed a homi?

Have you eva served a dummy?

Have you eva been fronted?

Down bad on your money?

I’m so full of drank, you better not let me fall asleep bitch

Fuck me like you love me, I ain’t seen you in a week bitch

Watching out for niggas 'cause they out here on that slick shit

Handy with the tooly, I can fuck 'round, get you fixed quick

I do the dash in this mufucka'

I just might crash this mufucka'

Five grams in the Backwood, I won’t even pass this mufucka'

Acting rich, I don’t like Stephon

I used to trap at a Chevron

Fuck on her then get her hair done

Fake love, I don’t care none (nah)

These niggas used to that capping

I wasn’t lacking, I made it happen (real talk)

I tried to keep this shit street

You want attention, you made a status (yeah)

Conversation with my family

They understand me, just want a Grammy

Conversation with my plug

They coming in, I’m striking like Manny

I told 'em I’m chasing my dreams, I gotta live for my daughter (and my son)

A beast in these streets so these niggas can call me whatever they want to (ca'

ca' call me whatever)

Choppers on choppers on choppers on choppers and MACs and forties

These lil niggas talking and bluffing and bluffing, the wrong nigga called it

I tried and tried and tried, don’t nobody keep it one hundred

This shit that I put on these beats, I either seen or done it

Have you eva witnessed a homi?

Have you eva served a dummy?

Have you eva been fronted?

Down bad on your money?