All I Ever Wanted
All I ever wanted was to get myself a crib (yea yea yea yea)
All I ever wanted was some ice up on my wrist
All I ever wanted was to get myself a crib (yea yea yea yea)
All I ever wanted was some ice up on my wrist
And I hit it from the back
That girl looking like a snack
Got that girl up on her knees
So I call her Colin Kap (ooh)
Never switching sides
Bitch I'm in my gucci slides
You come around my block
And all my niggas let it fly
Never switching sides
Bitch I'm in my gucci slides
And if you come round me
Bitch please don't blow my fucking high
Never switching sides
Bitch I'm in my gucci slides
I know a couple dudes who be always done to ride
And I'm making money
I spent a g up on my fit (yea yea yea yea)
And BK is the squad
I'm from the 9
Shoutout my clique (yea yea yea yea)
These niggas be getting acting so feminine
And you know I'm bout them Benjamin
Just hit a lick
Then it get spent the shit
And the whole flow be so excellent
And I made it look easy
That shawty so needy
But know how that she freaky
And know how to please me
That booty so dreamy
My niggas be scheming
You better believe it (God Damn)
All I ever wanted was to get myself a crib (yea yea yea yea)
All I ever wanted was some ice upon my wrist
All I ever wanted was to get myself a crib (yea yea yea yea)
All I ever wanted was some ice upon my wrist
Big Bank Roll
Raf Simons say Go
Rock that Dolce & Gabanna just to stay low
I know some niggas on the block
Who let that thang go
They be my day ones
Keep em on payroll
French all on my dressing
My taste is so expensive
Coppers think I'm selling
Cause I go the freshmen flexing
Heard them niggas talking wild
But I aint never met
Plus I can't hear em over me and Benjy reconnecting
Turned the dorm in a crib
On my real estate
Cop a phantom in Atlanta
For the dealer plate
Steak and Chicken on the way
Just to end my day
Niggas try to run with Miles
But they cant keep that pace
That Rollie on your arm
We can tell its fake
Gotta go and get that cake
To go and demonstrate
To the niggas round my way
That there is a way
Stacking all this pay
Go and make it rain
All I ever wanted was to get myself a crib (yea yea yea yea)
All I ever wanted was some ice upon my wrist
All I ever wanted was to get myself a crib (yea yea yea yea)
All I ever wanted was some ice upon my wrist
All I ever wanted was some ice up on my wrist
All I ever wanted was to get myself a crib (yea yea yea yea)
All I ever wanted was some ice up on my wrist
And I hit it from the back
That girl looking like a snack
Got that girl up on her knees
So I call her Colin Kap (ooh)
Never switching sides
Bitch I'm in my gucci slides
You come around my block
And all my niggas let it fly
Never switching sides
Bitch I'm in my gucci slides
And if you come round me
Bitch please don't blow my fucking high
Never switching sides
Bitch I'm in my gucci slides
I know a couple dudes who be always done to ride
And I'm making money
I spent a g up on my fit (yea yea yea yea)
And BK is the squad
I'm from the 9
Shoutout my clique (yea yea yea yea)
These niggas be getting acting so feminine
And you know I'm bout them Benjamin
Just hit a lick
Then it get spent the shit
And the whole flow be so excellent
And I made it look easy
That shawty so needy
But know how that she freaky
And know how to please me
That booty so dreamy
My niggas be scheming
You better believe it (God Damn)
All I ever wanted was to get myself a crib (yea yea yea yea)
All I ever wanted was some ice upon my wrist
All I ever wanted was to get myself a crib (yea yea yea yea)
All I ever wanted was some ice upon my wrist
Big Bank Roll
Raf Simons say Go
Rock that Dolce & Gabanna just to stay low
I know some niggas on the block
Who let that thang go
They be my day ones
Keep em on payroll
French all on my dressing
My taste is so expensive
Coppers think I'm selling
Cause I go the freshmen flexing
Heard them niggas talking wild
But I aint never met
Plus I can't hear em over me and Benjy reconnecting
Turned the dorm in a crib
On my real estate
Cop a phantom in Atlanta
For the dealer plate
Steak and Chicken on the way
Just to end my day
Niggas try to run with Miles
But they cant keep that pace
That Rollie on your arm
We can tell its fake
Gotta go and get that cake
To go and demonstrate
To the niggas round my way
That there is a way
Stacking all this pay
Go and make it rain
All I ever wanted was to get myself a crib (yea yea yea yea)
All I ever wanted was some ice upon my wrist
All I ever wanted was to get myself a crib (yea yea yea yea)
All I ever wanted was some ice upon my wrist
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Writer(s): Ricardo Luis Hernadez, Johnny Anthony Torres
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