Career
His early mixtapes were issued in 2012, including From The Da Block 2 Da Booth and October 20th. In 2016, he released three more, one of which won a Memphis Hip Hop Award for Mixtape of the Year. Federal Reloaded, a revision of the first installment of the Federal series, featured guest appearances from Y Grizzle, Young Dolph, and OG Boo Dirty, among others. The follow-up, ELO (Everybody Lives On), included guest appearances from Yo Gotti and Migos' Quavo, among others. His work with Yo Gotti continued on a joint effort titled 2 Federal, released in October 2016. Heartless arrived in February 2017 and charted at #177 on the Billboard 200.[5] The mixtape featured guest appearances from YFN Lucci and Lil Durk. In October 2017, Moneybagg released Federal 3X, his debut with Interscope since signing a distribution deal. The mixtape contiains a sole feature from YoungBoy Never Broke Again. In 2018, Moneybagg Yo delivered a compilation album titled "Moneybagg Yo Presents: NLess Ent x Bread Gang". The project was released on January 1, 2018. On February 14, 2018, Moneybagg released his sequel mixtape to 2017's Heartless, 2 Heartless with features from Quavo, Yo Gotti, Lil Baby, and BlocBoy JB and production from Zaytoven and Southside. On July 27, 2018 Moneybagg Yo released an extended play called Bet On Me with features from YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Lil Baby, and Gunna with the production handled from Tay Keith, Drum God, Javar and others.
On Wat U On
Moneybagg Yo Lyrics
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Now I pull up in a foreign, foreign
Javar said, "pick up that bag", right?
If you ain't getting money, what you on, on?
If you ain't getting money, what you on, on?
Got some racks and keep a loaded gun
Gunna Gunna, I'm a young Don
She take that molly, drink that Chandon
Fly that private jet to Hong Kong
I'm rocking BAPE and they like King Kong's
Stack them racks up every day of the month
If you ain't getting money, leave me 'lone, 'lone
Make it rain, make it storm, storm
Half a brick for the charm, charm
Flooded AP on my arm, arm
If you ain't getting money, what you on, on?
Half a million just to ride foreign
If you ain't getting money, what you on, on?
Revenue touching my palms
I hit up Moneybagg, we gotta go up
I made a mansion, move my my niggas they stuff
I balanced down and now I'm flying above
I might hit Magic and go throw me a dub
Pour some mud up, now I'm filled up with suds
Was out with them and finally got me a buzz
Golden child, niggas don't wanna touch
You might can drip, but you don't drip it like us
Designer down when I walk in the club
So many blue hunnids, they thought I was cuz
I'm balling, bitch
Fuck, I need one to sub
Blunt stuffed, looking just like a nub
Don't try to come around when you get squeaked
Can't fuck with no leech (can't fuck with no leeches)
Me and Gunna on the way to yo city, two first class seats (yeah we just boarded)
If you ain't getting money, what you on, on?
Got some racks and keep a loaded gun
Gunna Gunna, I'm a young Don
Too many losses, yeah a nigga won
She take that molly, drink that Chandon
Fly that private jet to Hong Kong
I'm rocking BAPE and they like King Kong's
Stack them racks up every day of the month
If you ain't getting money, leave me 'lone, 'lone
Make it rain, make it storm, storm
Half a brick for the charm, charm
Flooded AP on my arm, arm
If you ain't getting money, what you on, on?
Half a million just to ride foreign
If you ain't getting money, what you on, on?
Revenue touching my palms
I know some hittas that's ready to eat,
right now as I speak (right now, right now)
I'm dripping, I'm leaking
I'm flashing my teeth, right now as I speak (I'm iced out by Johnny)
I used to trap off the back porch (backyard)
Now I got stamps on my passport (global)
I used to walk in the front door (then what?)
Finesse 'em and run out the back door (gone)
We the bosses, you can't boss over us
Get put in coffin, no more losses for us
Too many foreigns, nothing but options for us
The Spyder white with the pecan guts
I'ma ride, I'm the one you can trust
Homicide, niggas stay in the cut
I came a long way from serving that dust
Too many shows, a young nigga booked up
If you ain't getting money, what you on, on?
Got some racks and keep a loaded gun
Gunna Gunna, I'm a young Don
Too many losses, yeah a nigga won
She take that molly, drink that Chandon
Fly that private jet to Hong Kong
I'm rocking BAPE and they like King Kong's
Stack them racks up every day of the month
If you ain't getting money, leave me 'lone, 'lone
Make it rain, make it storm, storm
Half a brick for the charm, charm
Flooded AP on my arm, arm
If you ain't getting money, what you on, on?
Half a million just to ride foreign
If you ain't getting money, what you on, on?
Revenue touching my palms
Damn, Dinero
The lyrics to Moneybagg Yo's song "Wat U On" describe his luxurious lifestyle and the importance of making money. The first verse opens with him pulling up in a foreign car, mentioning that he is traveling with a loaded gun and a lot of money. The chorus repeats the line, "If you ain't getting money, what you on, on?" emphasizing the importance of financial success.
In the second verse, Moneybagg Yo mentions his collaborations with other artists, including Gunna, and describes his success in the music industry. He also discusses his love for expensive clothes and jewelry, like his BAPE clothing and AP watch. In the third verse, he details his rise from a small-time drug dealer to a successful rapper, now with a passport full of stamps.
Overall, the lyrics to "Wat U On" celebrate Moneybagg Yo's success and the luxuries that come with it, while also emphasizing the importance of working hard and staying focused on making money.
Line by Line Meaning
(Tay Keith) run that back, Turbo
Let's replay that beat, Turbo
Now I pull up in a foreign, foreign
I arrive in my luxury foreign car
Javar said, "pick up that bag", right?
Javar told me to grab that bag, right?
If you ain't getting money, what you on, on?
If you're not making money, what are you doing?
Got some racks and keep a loaded gun
I have a lot of money and also carry a gun for protection
Gunna Gunna, I'm a young Don
I'm a young boss, like Gunna
Too many losses, yeah a nigga won
I've gone through a lot of struggles, but I still came out on top
She take that molly, drink that Chandon
She takes MDMA and drinks champagne
Fly that private jet to Hong Kong
I fly on a private jet to Hong Kong
I'm rocking BAPE and they like King Kong's
I wear BAPE clothing and stand out like King Kong
Stack them racks up every day of the month
I accumulate money every day of the month
If you ain't getting money, leave me 'lone, 'lone
If you're not making money, don't bother me
Make it rain, make it storm, storm
I make it rain money, really hard
Half a brick for the charm, charm
I paid for my jewelry with half a brick of drugs
Flooded AP on my arm, arm
I wear an Audemars Piguet watch covered in diamonds
Half a million just to ride foreign
I spent half a million dollars on my foreign car
Revenue touching my palms
I'm making a lot of money
I hit up Moneybagg, we gotta go up
I contacted Moneybagg Yo, we need to raise our status
I made a mansion, move my my niggas they stuff
I built a big house and moved my friends in with me
I balanced down and now I'm flying above
I've overcome my struggles and am now successful
I might hit Magic and go throw me a dub
I might go to Magic City and throw some money
Pour some mud up, now I'm filled up with suds
I drink syrup and am now in a daze
Golden child, niggas don't wanna touch
I'm a successful person, people don't want to cross me
You might can drip, but you don't drip it like us
You may have good fashion sense, but you can't outdo us
Designer down when I walk in the club
I wear designer clothing when I enter a club
So many blue hunnids, they thought I was cuz
I have so many blue hundred dollar bills, people thought I was a Crip gang member
I'm balling, bitch
I'm successful and doing well
Fuck, I need one to sub
I don't need anyone to assist me
Blunt stuffed, looking just like a nub
I smoke a blunt that is tightly rolled and short
Don't try to come around when you get squeaked
Don't come around me if you don't bring value
Can't fuck with no leech (can't fuck with no leeches)
I can't associate with people who just want to use me
Me and Gunna on the way to yo city, two first class seats (yeah we just boarded)
Me and Gunna are going to your city, flying first class
I know some hittas that's ready to eat, right now as I speak (right now, right now)
I know some guys who are ready to make money right now
I'm dripping, I'm leaking
I'm wearing expensive jewelry and dressed sharply
I'm flashing my teeth, right now as I speak (I'm iced out by Johnny)
I'm grinning and showing off my diamond teeth
I used to trap off the back porch (backyard)
I used to sell drugs from my backyard
Now I got stamps on my passport (global)
Now I travel internationally and have passport stamps
I used to walk in the front door (then what?)
I used to enter through the front door of my residence
Finesse 'em and run out the back door (gone)
Now I trick them and escape through the back door
We the bosses, you can't boss over us
I'm a boss, don't try to boss me around
Get put in coffin, no more losses for us
I'll make you dead if you mess with me, I'm done losing
Too many foreigns, nothing but options for us
I have lots of foreign cars to choose from
The Spyder white with the pecan guts
My white Lamborghini has pearlescent seats
I'ma ride, I'm the one you can trust
I'll ride with you, I'm trustworthy
Homicide, niggas stay in the cut
I have murderers ready, and people stay quiet
I came a long way from serving that dust
I've come far from selling drugs
Too many shows, a young nigga booked up
I have a lot of gigs, and am very busy performing
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Brytavious LaKeith Chambers, Chandler Durham, Demario Dewayne White, Jamichael Benson, Javar A. Rockamore, Sergio Kitchens
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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