Download Birthplace 2020 (Moneybagg Yo, Blac Youngsta) Full Song Lyrics & MP3

Put a price on love, won’t pay that
In the city only where I get hate at
Make sure the shit real ‘fore you take that
Tryna do what I do, can’t fake that

I’m the shit without you and you know that
Bitches mad I done bought my ho that
FN like when I’ma blow that
Steady steppin’ on shit, free Kodak

Humble to a certain extent, jump off the jet, then board the yacht
Let Youngsta control the car
Press the bread, I’m twistin’ ‘za
And this shit here very high
London Cake with Berry Pie
Gotta know smoke come with fire
You must not be scared to die

I get money, fuck you think?
Smokin’ ‘za, real Murder Inc
Poured up in a dirty drink
Sippin’ with my sneaky link
Hit her on the kitchen sink

She hollerin’ out, energy
Tell her what she wanna hear
She be like, “You sendin’ me”
Lingo in my wordplay

All a nigga get is M’s, represent my birthplace
Hitters come through with that yeah, at your top like hairspray
Do ’em in the worst way
His niggas didn’t ride for him, they just got shirts made

Once I cut you off, don’t want you back
You my biggest hater, that’s a fact
{I can’t never fold}
You know I can’t spare no p**y rats
{I’m gon’ wipe his nose}
They put cases on me back to back

I get money, fuck you thinkin’?
All blue hundreds, I don’t fuck with pink
Feds in the hood, every day an opp dyin’
Church on Sunday in my Cuban link
I been hearin’ voices, you gon’ get extorted
I’m just tellin’ you what the shooters think

You a p**y nigga
Every time you wash your p**y, you gon’ have to use a sink
Yeah, she want a part of my heart
I’m tryna give this lil’ bitch a part of my safe
I told that bitch from the start

I ain’t tryna be in love with you, I just wanna go on dates
She ain’t gotta ask me, she know where the stash be
She know when the opps come, she better spray
I love her body, pay for the pla-ski
Every time I wanna hit, she gonna lay

I get money, fuck you think?
Smokin’ ‘za, real Murder Inc
Poured up in a dirty drink
Sippin’ with my sneaky link
Hit her on the kitchen sink

She hollerin’ out, energy
Tell her what she wanna hear
She be like, “You sendin’ me”
Lingo in my wordplay
All a nigga get is M’s, represent my birthplace
Hitters come through with that yeah, at your top like hairspray

Do ’em in the worst way
His niggas didn’t ride for him, they just got shirts made
Once I cut you off, don’t want you back
(Mad jealous ho)
You my biggest hater, that’s a fact
{I can’t never fold}
You know I can’t spare no p**y rats
{I’m gon’ wipe his nose}
They put cases on me back to back