All my money

Duration

2:58

Genres

Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

Give me all my money All my cash Count it out Or I'ma put my foot in your ass Give me all my money All my cash Count it out Or I'ma put my foot in your ass Got eyes like a hawk I see money like I got on binoculars Running to the money like faulk I'm on my superbowl shit cause I'm a champion I rep funk town heavy And my queen she on oak cliff I'm texas rebel My only rule is show no fear Blue seats flexing in my G wagon I pray for this so much I got knee pads Had to trust that process Had me drawing up plays in my note pad I couldn't get sidetrack to much emotions leave u dangling If u ain't on my mind set Then u can get these middle fingers I don't talk about it I'm a bе about Get the Fuck from round me If u ain't talking bout stacking thеse racks I get so excited I could never hide it Make a nigga wanna smile Every time its time to count these bags Yea we ain't equal talking shit got me feeling like trump Most these niggas are see-through Better have my money in a lump Bitch I'm grown fuck that hoe shit I don't play I start skitzing when my money M.I.A I don't got to many friends and I do not fuck with strangers If we not talking bands then I do not know your language now Give me all my money All my cash count it out Or I'ma put my foot in your ass Give me all my money All my cash count it out Or I'ma put my foot in your ass Wake up in the morning feeling good Then a motherfucker thinking bout nun But these racks these lame ass niggas always talking hot shit Piled up in a huddle just like rats I'm a give u what u want just give me my bread dawg I want it all U can keep the half till I got all my shit bitch I be waiting on a call yea yea Follow that drip hit the streets till it flip I come equip with heat that will get u kilt Fuck how u feel I'm a get it by myself I don't need no deal hop on that Lear pop pop A bottle and cheers U don't have to talk around it Or look dumbfounded I can tell by your face your broke All on your phone u keep scrolling Along u gone fuck around and get choked I'm the avatar for these gold bars I move wind boy I move water I took charge and kept going harder I'm taking no shorts or no losses I want it all Bitch I'm grown fuck that hoe shit I don't play I start skitzing when my money M.I.A I don't got to many friends And I do not fuck with strangers If we not talking bands then I do not know your language Now give me all my money All my cash count it out Or I'ma put my foot in your ass Give me all my money All my cash count it out Or I'ma put my foot in your ass All My Money