Feet On Land

Moneybagg Yo & G Herbo

Feet On Land Lyrics

[Intro: G Herbo] Killer Killer Bagg Killer Season
[Verse 1: Moneybagg Yo] Put me on the stand, read my Miranda, still won't tell the truth Buy a Maybach 680 just 'cause I ain't have nothin' to do (Nyoom) Ridin' in the new coupe with no roof, my neck and wrist a million and two Two karat stones, GIA, two foreign whips identical Uh, backseat on that blitz, I told my killer, "Shoot," fah (Bah) My left wrist so icy, I could chill a room Wire sent, it's gon' hit before noon I been on some shit, I'ma make a hundred million soon (Go)
[Verse 2: G Herbo] Put a rap check in my earlobe, same diamonds in my tooth (Twin) AP plain Janes, don't look like it, but it cost some dog poop (Shit) SRT sittin' up on "fuck you's," it's yellow and red like Winnie the Pooh Two bad bitches delulu, they do whatever I tell them to do (Uh) I already know hundred mill' on the way, so I'm thankin' Allah in advance (Before) You niggas ain't killers, just rappin'-ass niggas, really my biggest of fans (A ho) Eleven some hours to pick up the yen, just came from a show in Japan (Okay) Like the national guard, this movement large, we here, nigga, feet on land (Take it over)
[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo] I be taxin' you fuck niggas just like Uncle Sam (Come on) Buy a Lamb', buy a Rolls and buy another Lamb' (Nyoom, nyoom, nyoom) I was warrin', gettin' whips and tellin' my brothers, "Spin" Soon as the G-Lock jammed up, we gettin' another Gen (Go) Soon that 'Rari had dropped, I copped, had broke it in Soon these niggas see what we doin', they do it, we set the trends (They watchin') It don't matter how you get it, a win is a win (You get it) Seen that contract for that sixty, damn near broke the pen (I'm with it, ayy)
[Verse 3: G Herbo] Yeah, my last deal was worth some shit, I'm goin' inde', they hope I sign again I ain't even really excited 'cause when I ain't have shit, I still was ridin' a Benz I'm tryna start a commission with all the rich niggas, Bagg, we lockin' in And sittin' down with a Glock 23 and a Glock 27, call 'em fraternal twins (Skrrt, go)
[Verse 4: Moneybagg Yo] Got a Italian whip imported, 'Rari truck got horses (Power) Ain't wanna hit her from the back, she gorgeous, fuck 'round, scuffed my Forces (Fuck) We treatin' the game like a relay race, told Gotti, "Pass me the torchy" (Fire) They don't pay homage 'cause they can't afford it (Haha, go, ayy)
[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo] I be taxin' you fuck niggas just like Uncle Sam (Come on) Buy a Lamb', buy a Rolls and buy another Lamb' (Nyoom, nyoom, nyoom) I was warrin', gettin' whips and tellin' my brothers, "Spin" Soon as the G-Lock jammed up, we gettin' another Gen (Go) Soon that 'Rari had dropped, I copped, had broke it in Soon these niggas see what we doin', they do it, we set the trends (They watchin') It don't matter how you get it, a win is a win (You get it) Seen that contract for that sixty, damn near broke the pen (I'm with it, ayy)
[Outro: G Herbo] Killer Killer Killer KIller

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The Deeper Meaning of "Feet On Land"
A Declaration of Unshakable Dominance

At its core, "Feet On Land" is a modern-day success chronicle rooted in street ethos. The song's title serves as its central thesis: after years of struggle, risk, and "warrin'," Moneybagg Yo and G Herbo have achieved a level of success so profound that their position is now as solid and immovable as the ground beneath them. It's a powerful statement against the volatility of the music industry and life itself. They are not just visiting the top; they have claimed it as their permanent territory.

The lyrics function as a ledger of their accomplishments, contrasting past realities with present luxuries. Lines like "Soon as the G-Lock jammed up, we gettin' another Gen" are juxtaposed with "Buy a Lamb', buy a Rolls and buy another Lamb'." This isn't just bragging; it's a narrative of evolution. They've moved from survival tactics to setting global trends ("came from a show in Japan"). The defiance is palpable, with an unbreakable code of silence ("still won't tell the truth") and a dismissive attitude towards critics, who they see as mere "fans."

Ultimately, the song is a testament to the mindset that a "win is a win," regardless of the path taken. It celebrates achieving success on one's own terms and establishing a legacy so firm that it cannot be shaken. "Feet on land" is the ultimate flex—the quiet confidence of knowing you've earned your place and no one can take it away.