Back Then
Moneybagg Yo Lyrics

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Let's go, Tay Keith, let's show everyone what we've got

Don't you remember back then when you used to wear the big ass shirts and shit nigga?
Do you recall the old days, when we used to wear oversized clothing?

Yo, I remember
I remember everything like it was yesterday

I remember back then (back then what?)
I recall the past, but what specifically are you referring to?

They was laughin' (they was trippin')
People used to make fun of me, they didn't believe in my abilities

Now I'm on the road, now I'm doin' shows Pickin' up back ends (pickin' up cash)
I'm travelling around and performing at concerts, earning a lot of money doing so

Got creed on my Gucci (got creed on my shirt) Water whip her coochie (water whip her pussy) I told baby I'm gettin' cash money, she remind me of Tunechi (she remind me of Wayne)
I'm wearing expensive clothes with distinctive brand logos, I'm satisfying women sexually and I'm reminding my partner that I'm earning a lot like Lil Wayne

This ain't a new boo, I was fuckin' her back then (what you was doin'?) Fuckin' you and your best friend (you and your best friend)
I've been with this woman for a long time, even having sex with her and her friends

Had an Audi and an Aston (skrrt skrrt) 'Fore the deal, got my ass in (been had my ass in)
I already owned a few luxury cars before I got into the music industry

I was makin' transactions (I was makin' moves) I ain't really into acting (I ain't really with that fool)
I was busy making business deals, I don't care for acting or pretending to be someone else

I was really into action (bop, bop)
I was more focused on taking action and making things happen by force if necessary

I remember back then I had to pop out, now I got a permanent grill (look at my shit) My shit white gold, light show, light show, your shit stainless steel
In the past, I had to show off by wearing fake teeth, but now I have a permanent gold grill that shines brightly, which is better than yours

Back then I was starvin' (look at me now) But it got greater later (man it got really good) Now my meals get catered (what type of food?) Crab, steak, and potaters (tip the chef and the waiter)
I used to be very hungry in the past, but as my career has grown, I'm now able to enjoy luxurious meals such as crab, steak, and potatoes, which are catered to me by a chef and a waiter

Every thread on me tailored (Armani and Versace) Water on me, I'm a sailor (in the middle of the ocean) Smoked out, no vapor (big smoke, big smoke) Black whips, Darth Vader (mix the RV and the Wraith)
Every piece of clothing I wear is custom-made for me, my jewelry is so expensive that I can swim in it, I smoke a lot of weed, I drive expensive cars like Darth Vader's spaceship

I met her in Gucci, she had good coochie, I put her in Pucci (put her in designer) I flew her to Houston and dumped her in Houston She looked it so stupid, I'm nothin' like Cupid, ayy
I met a girl wearing Gucci, liked her vagina, then dressed her in designer clothes and took her to Houston just to break up with her there. She was left speechless; I'm not a romantic guy, I'm the opposite of Cupid

Fire up the Backwood, it smell like a skunk dead I been gettin' to it, a hundred thou trap cash, pockets lookin' like bunk beds I'm feelin' like Nipsey, I'm with a Lauryn London yeah, ooh she got dumb head (ooh) I get the bitch tipsy, when she watch she be trippin', I fuck the shit out her like my bad (my bad) My fault (my fault, my fault, hold up) Sixty thou' what the wrist cost (AP, the Audemar) Walked up on her, I was drippin' sauce Bumped into her, now your bitch lost
I'm smoking weed, getting rich by selling drugs, carrying lots of cash that I can barely fit into my pockets, feeling like Nipsey Hussle and with a woman named Lauryn London, who is great in bed. I'm getting her drunk and making her have sex with me a lot. When I accidentally bump into other women, they want to be with me instead of their previous partners

I remember back then swag (what?) White tee and some forces (it was back then) I was havin' dreams 'bout Porsches (that was back then) Now the label talkin' 'bout endorsements (right now)
In the past, my fashion sense was limited to wearing white t-shirts and Nike Air Force Ones. I used to dream about owning a Porsche, but now my record label wants me to do product endorsements