Money Bag lyrics

[Intro]

Money bag, money bag

Money bag, bitch, I'm lookin' like a money bag

Money bag

Cardi

[Chorus]

I do the Maybach on Monday, Ferrari Friday

This is sweet pussy Saturday, that's just what Plies say

I said "Bae, it's a snack," he said it's a entrée

With them pretty ass twins, you look like Beyoncé

Lookin' like

Money bag, money bag, money bag, uh

Money bag, money bag, money bag, yeah

Money bag, money bag, money bag, uh

Money bag, money bag, money bag

He can tell from the front I got ass behind me

And I park my Bentley truck on my Versace driveway

Lookin' like

Money bag, money bag, money bag, uh

Money bag, money bag, money bag, yeah

Money bag, money bag, money bag, woo

Money bag, money bag, money bag

And my bitches with me pretty, too, they look like bridesmaids

And they all bloody gang so don't be talking sideways

[Verse 1]

He said I'm [protein] thick, you look like a [thottie, sis]

He make sure he put Cardi down on his grocery list

Now why this bitch tryna look on my Snap?

I take your man and I won't give him back

I just walk into the booth and attack

I hit this grind, the roof gon' collapse

I been broke my whole life

I have no clue what to do with these racks

[?] waist snatched, ass fat, straight facts

Got lips like Angelina, Bentley truck tangerine, uh

[?] jumping on my dick, that's why they call it trampoline, uh

[Chorus]

I do the Maybach on Monday, Ferrari Friday

This is sweet pussy Saturday, that's just what Plies say

I said "Bae, it's a snack," he said it's a entrée

With them pretty ass twins, you look like Beyoncé

Lookin' like

Money bag, money bag, money bag, uh

Money bag, money bag, money bag, yeah

Money bag, money bag, money bag, uh

Money bag, money bag, money bag

He can tell from the front I got ass behind me

And I park my Bentley truck on my Versace driveway

Lookin' like

Money bag, money bag, money bag, uh

Money bag, money bag, money bag, yeah

Money bag, money bag, money bag, woo

Money bag, money bag, money bag

And my bitches with me pretty, too, they look like bridesmaids

And they all bloody gang so don't be talking sideways

[Verse 2]

These bitches salty, they sodium

They jelly, petroleum

Always talkin' in the background

Don't never come to the podium

Chef Cardi B, I'm cookin' up

I see you hoes at the stove again

While you hoes were sleepin' on me, I made 40 bands by 4 pm

They be taking shots, miss miss

X and O, kiss kiss

Everythin' your nigga want, I'm like a walkin' wishlist

I don't understand what this hate is about

How you gon' suck yo man dick with my name in yo mouth?

[Chorus]

I do the Maybach on Monday, Ferrari Friday

This is sweet pussy Saturday, that's just what Plies say

I said "Bae, it's a snack," he said it's a entrée

With them pretty ass twins, you look like Beyoncé

Lookin' like

Money bag, money bag, money bag, uh

Money bag, money bag, money bag, yeah

Money bag, money bag, money bag, uh

Money bag, money bag, money bag

He can tell from the front I got ass behind me

And I park my Bentley truck on my Versace driveway

Lookin' like

Money bag, money bag, money bag, uh

Money bag, money bag, money bag, yeah

Money bag, money bag, money bag, woo

Money bag, money bag, money bag

And my bitches with me pretty, too, they look like bridesmaids

And they all bloody gang so don't be talking sideways