Vent
MoneyBagg Yo Lyrics


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Federal, Federal, Federal
Three times, ugh
Yeah, yeah
You already know when I get in that muh' it's over

Can I be real? Can I vent?
I got some niggas tryna test my gangster like I ain't built for this shit
I got different bitches texting my phone talkin' 'bout time we ain't spent
I went and bought my mama a new phone for times we couldn't pay the rent
If I get caught with this dope and this gun, you know how much time I'ma get?
I'm on some Federal shit
I'm rollin' the weed and poppin' the beans so I'm on some medical shit
She playin' with the pusssy, won't give it to me
Say she on some celibate shit
The same ho fuckin' the city
Man she on some playin' innocent shit
Heard they gon' take my chain, word of mouth
Since I got fame niggas feelin' left out
You wanna try but you know what I'm 'bout
I'm with the gang, they gon' air this bitch out, hey
You niggas can be sittin' right in my face
And you still couldn't see me
I drop a four and then pour me an eight
All you see is drank when I pee-pee
I'm rockin' a quarter milly worth of jewelry
These diamonds they shinin', they VV
I got your bitch in the bathroom
Open, we fuckin' like Nico and Mimi
I went hard with it
Way that I beat it up, I could catch me a DV
Them hitters'll shake your spot right now
If I point my finger like I'm ET
I ain't gon' lie, I'm addicted, I'm sprung
I put that Act in the Figi
I'm smokin' anthrax, my swag to the max
I'm young and fly, no DC
Niggas ain't gettin' money so they target MoneyBagg, yeah
Bitches in they feelings 'cause I left 'em in the past, yeah
I'm draped in designer, one thing you can't buy is swag, yeah
Ain't talkin' 'bout no sprint but I ran up that money fast, yeah
My niggas like that crash money
Just secure that bag money
Fifty on the Glock, if you run up then you a crash dummy
I wake up and blow a bag
Just spent two stacks on sneakers
Smoking loud on speakers
Countin' money, yeah I'm 'bout the cheese, velveeta
She like Bagg you trifflin'
'Cause I asked her bring her head in this two seater
She tryna hang, tossed her with the whole gang
Put her in a half like the meter, hey
They say I got ghost writers
Niggas come up with anything, shit pitiful
Hold up, you lookin' at the superior
The chopper knock out his interior
I'm tryna get me some extras
I was fucked up, had the stretcher
I know these niggas ain't straight at all
I just play chess, not checkers
Pop a pill then I sip on some yellow
Now I'm scratching like I got eczema
I was fucked down, had to get back
She fuck my nigga for some get back
Nigga textin' where his bitch at
To my number, how he get that?
All the people didn't wan' fuck with me then
I made them regret that




Nike, I'm like where the check at?
Keep grindin' nigga, bet that

Overall Meaning

In MoneyBagg Yo's song Vent, the rapper describes the challenges he faces in his life. He asks for permission to "be real" and "vent" about the struggles he is facing. He talks about the pressures of the street life, including the possibility of getting caught with illegal drugs and guns. MoneyBagg Yo's lifestyle includes rolling and smoking weed while popping pills, while also bragging about the quarter million dollars worth of jewelry he wears. He also talks about the people who he left behind and are now feeling left out. It is clear that he has gained a certain level of fame and success, but he wants people to know what it took to get there.


MoneyBagg Yo's Vent stands out as an honest account of the rapper's struggles as he navigates his way through life. He shows a deep understanding of the streets and what it takes to survive in that environment. The lyrics are raw, emotional and passionate, which resonates with many people.


Line by Line Meaning

Federal, Federal, Federal
Repeating the word 'Federal' three times to emphasize his involvement in federal crimes.


Can I be real? Can I vent?
Asking for permission to speak his mind and share his frustrations.


I got some niggas tryna test my gangster like I ain't built for this shit
Feeling challenged by people who doubt his ability to handle tough situations as a gangster.


I got different bitches texting my phone talkin' 'bout time we ain't spent
Having various women nag him about spending time with them while he's busy focusing on his career as a rapper.


I went and bought my mama a new phone for times we couldn't pay the rent
Giving back to his mother and paying for things he couldn't afford to when they were struggling financially.


If I get caught with this dope and this gun, you know how much time I'ma get?
Voicing the potential consequences of his illegal actions and the legal trouble he could face.


I'm on some Federal shit
Continuing to flaunt his criminal activities and disregard for the law.


I'm rollin' the weed and poppin' the beans so I'm on some medical shit
Admitting to drug use and self-medicating to deal with his personal struggles.


She playin' with the pusssy, won't give it to me, Say she on some celibate shit
Experiencing sexual frustration due to a woman who is withholding sex, claiming she is celibate.


The same ho fuckin' the city, Man she on some playin' innocent shit
Exposing a woman who is engaging in promiscuous behavior but acting like she's not involved.


Heard they gon' take my chain, word of mouth, Since I got fame niggas feelin' left out
Feeling targeted and threatened by people who are jealous of his success and fame.


You wanna try but you know what I'm 'bout, I'm with the gang, they gon' air this bitch out, hey
Asserting his toughness and allegiance to his gang, warning others that his gang will retaliate against any threats.


You niggas can be sittin' right in my face, And you still couldn't see me
Believing that people underestimate him and do not truly see his worth or capabilities.


I drop a four and then pour me an eight, All you see is drank when I pee-pee
Describing his drug use and its effects on his body.


I'm rockin' a quarter milly worth of jewelry, These diamonds they shinin', they VV
Flaunting his wealth through expensive jewelry and diamonds.


I got your bitch in the bathroom, Open, we fuckin' like Nico and Mimi
Boasting about sleeping with another man's woman and comparing it to a well-known sex tape featuring two celebrities.


I went hard with it, Way that I beat it up, I could catch me a DV
Proud of his sexual prowess and ability to satisfy women, but using inappropriate language to express it.


Them hitters'll shake your spot right now, If I point my finger like I'm ET
Claiming to have powerful, violent associates who will retaliate against anyone he points out as a target.


I ain't gon' lie, I'm addicted, I'm sprung, I put that Act in the Figi
Admitting his addiction to drugs and mixing them with expensive, high-end beverages.


I'm smokin' anthrax, my swag to the max, I'm young and fly, no DC
Branding himself as a stylish, fashionable rapper with a youthful energy and attitude.


Niggas ain't gettin' money so they target MoneyBagg, yeah
Believing that other people are jealous of his wealth and success and are trying to bring him down.


Bitches in they feelings 'cause I left 'em in the past, yeah
Boasting about moving on from past relationships and dismissing women who still have feelings for him.


I'm draped in designer, one thing you can't buy is swag, yeah
Asserting that his sense of style and confidence cannot be bought with money or possessions.


Ain't talkin' 'bout no sprint but I ran up that money fast, yeah
Boasting about his quick rise to wealth and success in the music industry.


My niggas like that crash money, Just secure that bag money
Describing his associates as being interested in quick, high-profit crimes such as burglary or robbery.


Fifty on the Glock, if you run up then you a crash dummy
Threatening potential attackers with violence and harm.


I wake up and blow a bag, Just spent two stacks on sneakers, Smoking loud on speakers
Describing his daily routine of spending money on expensive clothing and drugs while listening to loud music.


Countin' money, yeah I'm 'bout the cheese, velveeta
Proudly counting his money and wealth while making a cheesy joke about a common brand of cheese.


She like Bagg you trifflin', 'Cause I asked her bring her head in this two seater
Bragging about convincing a woman to perform oral sex in a car, despite her disapproval.


She tryna hang, tossed her with the whole gang, Put her in a half like the meter, hey
Describing a sexual act involving multiple people with a crude comparison to a parking meter.


They say I got ghost writers, Niggas come up with anything, shit pitiful
Refuting claims that he has writers or help with his lyrics and criticizing other rappers for poor quality in their own music.


Hold up, you lookin' at the superior, The chopper knock out his interior
Boasting about his superior status as a rapper and threatening violence with a gun.


I'm tryna get me some extras, I was fucked up, had the stretcher
Admitting to past struggles with substance abuse and hoping to attain more drugs.


I know these niggas ain't straight at all, I just play chess, not checkers
Believing that his rivals are dishonest and untrustworthy, and boasting about his strategic abilities as a metaphor for playing games.


Pop a pill then I sip on some yellow, Now I'm scratching like I got eczema
Describing a drug mix that causes itchiness and skin irritation.


I was fucked down, had to get back, She fuck my nigga for some get back
Explaining that he experienced a difficult time in the past and someone he trusted betrayed him by sleeping with a friend or associate.


Nigga textin' where his bitch at, To my number, how he get that?
Receiving unwanted text messages from someone whose girlfriend or partner is allegedly cheating on them with him.


All the people didn't wan' fuck with me then, I made them regret that
Recalling a time when people didn't believe in him or his abilities, but proving them all wrong and gaining success and admiration.


Nike, I'm like where the check at?, Keep grindin' nigga, bet that
Making a pun with the name of a brand and encouraging others to keep working hard and striving for success.




Lyrics Β© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Demario Dwayne White, Dwan Avery

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LocalPowerSimp

[Intro]
Federal, Federal, Federal
Three times, ugh
Yeah, yeah
You already know when I get in that muh' it's over

[Verse]
Can I be real? Can I vent?
I got some niggas tryna test my gangster like I ain't built for this shit
I got different bitches texting my phone talkin' 'bout time we ain't spent
I went and bought my mama a new home for times we couldn't pay the rent
If I get caught with this dope and this gun, you know how much time I'ma get?
I'm on some Federal shit
I'm rollin' the weed and poppin' the beans so I'm on some medical shit
She playin' with the pusssy, won't give it to me
Say she on some celibate shit
The same ho fuckin' the city
Man she on some playin' innocent shit
Heard they gon' take my chain, word of mouth
Since I got fame niggas feelin' left out
You wanna try but you know what I'm 'bout
I'm with the gang, they gon' air this bitch out, hey
You niggas can be sittin' right in my face
And you still couldn't see me
I drop a four and then pour me an eight
All you see is drank when I pee-pee
I'm rockin' a quarter milly worth of jewelry
These diamonds they shinin', they VV
I got your bitch in the bathroom
Open, we fuckin' like Nico and Mimi
I went hard with it
Way that I beat it up, I could catch me a DV
Them hitters'll shake your spot right now
If I point my finger like I'm ET
I ain't gon' lie, I'm addicted, I'm sprung
I put that Act in the Figi
I'm smokin' anthrax, my swag to the max
I'm young and fly, no DC
Niggas ain't gettin' money so they target MoneyBagg, yeah
Bitches in they feelings 'cause I left 'em in the past, yeah
I'm draped in designer, one thing you can't buy is swag, yeah
Ain't talkin' 'bout no sprint but I ran up that money fast, yeah
My niggas like that crash money
Just secure that bag money
Fifty on the Glock, if you run up then you a crash dummy
I wake up and blow a bag
Just spent two stacks on sneakers
Smoking loud on speakers
Countin' money, yeah I'm 'bout the cheese, velveeta
She like Bagg you trifflin'
'Cause I asked her bring her head in this two seater
She tryna hang, tossed her with the whole gang
Put her in a half like the meter, hey
They say I got ghost writers
Niggas come up with anything, shit pitiful
Hold up, you lookin' at the superior
The chopper knock out his interior
I'm tryna get me some extras
I was fucked up, had the stretcher
I know these niggas ain't straight at all
I just play chess, not checkers
Pop a pill then I sip on some yellow
Now I'm scratching like I got eczema
I was fucked down, had to get back
She fuck my nigga for some get back
Nigga textin' where his bitch at
To my number, how he get that?
All the people didn't wan' fuck with me then
I made them regret that
Nike, I'm like where the check at?
Keep grindin' nigga, bet that



All comments from YouTube:

Yoda Mane

his flow is so crisp and unique gonna be successful in the rap gameπŸ’―

Alex Rollin&Chosen

This aged well homie

Nugget Bros

and he did gang

Noah Rush

Facts

DeAndrus Sanders

To us people in Memphis he was already successful way before this song came out go bump that reloaded

Bill Yun Air

Is he bigger than Dolph or Craig Pettis?

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Woe Dey

Moneybagg Yo got BARs FR. All through every song and his voice and deliverance is impeccable

LocalPowerSimp

[Intro]
Federal, Federal, Federal
Three times, ugh
Yeah, yeah
You already know when I get in that muh' it's over

[Verse]
Can I be real? Can I vent?
I got some niggas tryna test my gangster like I ain't built for this shit
I got different bitches texting my phone talkin' 'bout time we ain't spent
I went and bought my mama a new home for times we couldn't pay the rent
If I get caught with this dope and this gun, you know how much time I'ma get?
I'm on some Federal shit
I'm rollin' the weed and poppin' the beans so I'm on some medical shit
She playin' with the pusssy, won't give it to me
Say she on some celibate shit
The same ho fuckin' the city
Man she on some playin' innocent shit
Heard they gon' take my chain, word of mouth
Since I got fame niggas feelin' left out
You wanna try but you know what I'm 'bout
I'm with the gang, they gon' air this bitch out, hey
You niggas can be sittin' right in my face
And you still couldn't see me
I drop a four and then pour me an eight
All you see is drank when I pee-pee
I'm rockin' a quarter milly worth of jewelry
These diamonds they shinin', they VV
I got your bitch in the bathroom
Open, we fuckin' like Nico and Mimi
I went hard with it
Way that I beat it up, I could catch me a DV
Them hitters'll shake your spot right now
If I point my finger like I'm ET
I ain't gon' lie, I'm addicted, I'm sprung
I put that Act in the Figi
I'm smokin' anthrax, my swag to the max
I'm young and fly, no DC
Niggas ain't gettin' money so they target MoneyBagg, yeah
Bitches in they feelings 'cause I left 'em in the past, yeah
I'm draped in designer, one thing you can't buy is swag, yeah
Ain't talkin' 'bout no sprint but I ran up that money fast, yeah
My niggas like that crash money
Just secure that bag money
Fifty on the Glock, if you run up then you a crash dummy
I wake up and blow a bag
Just spent two stacks on sneakers
Smoking loud on speakers
Countin' money, yeah I'm 'bout the cheese, velveeta
She like Bagg you trifflin'
'Cause I asked her bring her head in this two seater
She tryna hang, tossed her with the whole gang
Put her in a half like the meter, hey
They say I got ghost writers
Niggas come up with anything, shit pitiful
Hold up, you lookin' at the superior
The chopper knock out his interior
I'm tryna get me some extras
I was fucked up, had the stretcher
I know these niggas ain't straight at all
I just play chess, not checkers
Pop a pill then I sip on some yellow
Now I'm scratching like I got eczema
I was fucked down, had to get back
She fuck my nigga for some get back
Nigga textin' where his bitch at
To my number, how he get that?
All the people didn't wan' fuck with me then
I made them regret that
Nike, I'm like where the check at?
Keep grindin' nigga, bet that

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Josh Briggs

This Moneybagg yo best and most underrated song shit slaps to hard πŸ€§πŸ’―πŸ”₯

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