In Da Air
Moneybagg Yo Lyrics


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Federal, federal, federal, federal, fed
Who? Wow, he was talkin' to me?
Man, put that shit in a envelop, put a address on it
We don't do diss songs, we clear the air
Go

Niggas be lyin' like they raw (lie)
Forty-eight hunnid my cough
Put my lil' bitch in a loft (in the spot)
"Keep your eyes on the bread", I told her (stay focused)
I threw some diamonds in the Audemars (Avatar)
Coulda went and bought a car (went and bought a car)
Open that Truffle bag full of Za (right there)
We gon' smoke 'til tomorrow (twenty-four)
I might keep these pints for the drought
Then break 'em back out like I'm taxin' (havin')
I do the white Ones, least four times a week
I still dress like I'm trappin' (dope boy)
I don't care how gangsta you is or what you did
That paper work got your name in it (gone on)
Ain't with that fake shit, by the time they started showin' love
I was straight then (I don't even want none)

I'm double G, I put my bitches in double C's (three)
Turned a Section 8 house to a Double Tree (trap)
Real niggas and hittas they run with me (gang)
BGE I'm protectin' the company (Bread)
I done took the label to a whole other level (gone)
Now they respectin' my mind more
On a money spree
She been thinkin' 'bout breakin' up with me (why?)
I don't make time for her
I'm goin' in from the back
She like when my hands on her neck (ooh)
Give her that demon affect (ugh)
Blow her head up with a lie (how?)
Tell her, her pussy the best
Don't disrespect me with no treesha (no)
It's either Wock' or the Tech (pick)
Chargin' a hunnid a set (yeah)
Can you get higher than that? (Huh?)
Smoke and then count up a check on the way to the jet
Send a blitz out a stolo (go, go)
You the law, you the po-po (twelve)
Fuckin' your bitch, I got mojo (ugh)
Keep it on me, I ain't dolo (right now)
Racks on me, loaded potato (right now)
Can't name a place where I can't go (no, no)
I better not trip, I replace hoes (swap out)
I'm in that "don't give a fuck mode" (federal, federal)

Niggas be lyin' like they raw (lie)
Forty-eight hunnid my cough
Put my lil' bitch in a loft (in the spot)
"Keep your eyes on the bread", I told her (stay focused)
I threw some diamonds in the Audemars (Avatar)
Coulda went and bought a car (went and bought a car)
Open that Truffle bag full of Za (right there)
We gon' smoke 'til tomorrow (twenty-four)
I might keep these pints for the drought
Then break 'em back out like I'm taxin' (havin')
I do the white Ones, least four times a week
I still dress like I'm trappin' (dope boy)
I don't care how gangsta you is or what you did
That paper work got your name in it (gone on)
Ain't with that fake shit, by the time they started showin' love
I was straight then (I don't even want none)

Man, this shit crazy (how?)
I put the drip on daily (real)
Like it's a special occasion (soft)
Know what I'm blazin'
Dang, my eyes on Asian like me and Johnny related (haha)
Niggas wait 'til they get money and get gangsta
That's the type of shit that flush me (flush me)
Fuck you niggas and your support
You just act like it, you don't love me
I'm better than I was 'fore I started
When you gettin' real money, you don't bargain
Chrome Heart camo hat, niggas flodgin'
I told her, "Come and eat me like you starvin'"
Even in high school I was mobbin' (what that mean?)
Trappin', breakin' bitches, robbin' (on that)
Ain't know I was gon' be this (nah)
But I knew I was gon' get me some money regardless (true)

Niggas be lyin' like they raw (lie)
Forty-eight hunnid my cough
Put my lil' bitch in a loft (in the spot)
"Keep your eyes on the bread", I told her (stay focused)
I threw some diamonds in the Audemars (Avatar)
Coulda went and bought a car (went and bought a car)
Open that Truffle bag full of Za (right there)
We gon' smoke 'til tomorrow (twenty-four)
I might keep these pints for the drought
Then break 'em back out like I'm taxin' (havin')
I do the white Ones, least four times a week
I still dress like I'm trappin' (dope boy)
I don't care how gangsta you is or what you did
That paper work got your name in it (gone on)
Ain't with that fake shit, by the time they started showin' love
I was straight then (I don't even want none)





(Turn me up YC, turn me up YC)
(Real Red, I'm still fuckin' bumpin', bro)

Overall Meaning

Moneybagg Yo's song "In Da Air" boasts of his success and affluence in the rap industry, opening his first verse by referencing the police and federal agencies, followed by a line about not participating in diss songs. He raps about his confident and unapologetic trapper lifestyle, dressing like he's always trapping, throwing diamonds on his luxury watch, buying a loft for his girl, smoking until tomorrow, and charging $100 per set. Moneybagg Yo goes on to express his desire for no-strings-attached sexual encounters and his pursuit of women, even in high school.


Throughout the song, Moneybagg Yo emphasizes his disregard for fake people, the importance of staying focused on collecting money, and his commitment to improving his financial status regardless of his humble beginnings. In one verse, he brags about his ability to transform a Section 8 house into a DoubleTree hotel, indicating how he has ascended from being a product of poverty to a wealthy man with power and influence.


Overall, the song represents Moneybagg Yo's attitude towards his recent success, how he likes to spend his money, and his ambition to continue expanding his empire while disregarding fake people and warning his detractors.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, APM MUSIC ASSOCIATED PRODUCTION MUSIC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Christian Greene, Christopher Pearson, Demario Dewayne White Jr., Jorres Nelson

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Comments from YouTube:

@getfitwitjessie

This was one of my fiances favorite songs, listening to it bring me so much comfort, he recently passed away December 22nd of this year 😢 we use to ride out to this song on so many occasions ❤ #RIPBLACK

@melvinartis1918

Sorry for your loss

@bornathome1

Long Live Black

@getfitwitjessie

@@melvinartis1918 Thank you! ♥️

@getfitwitjessie

@@bornathome1 🙏🏿👼🏿🙌🏿

@frannievalentine107

Who's here in 2023?🔥🔥🔥

@KyraKyra__

2019 going into 2020? Check in errybody.

@introvertedempath

Big Bag!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

@chasebickel5591

Steady strong. One of his best songs, no cap

@bagramfacilities

You consider me the young apprentice, caught between the Scylla and Charidbes. Old school 1980's UK group called The Police is where this song was sampled and it's called Wrapped Around Your Finger. Moneybagg went off on this track, sheesh.....

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