All Dz Chainz (feat. Lil Baby)
(Wheezy outta here)
Bitch sayin' I do too much 'cause I got all these chains on
Niggas don't like when we in the club 'cause they get rained on
We get up with niggas, we turn disses into pain song
The feds pick up the case, he got a bond, that money bring him home
How many you got? Just bring 'em all, I'm Mister Get 'Em Gone
I move like a ghost, I'm on the go, four weeks, I switch the phone
I walk in the club but I run shit, no cap, I set the tone
You the type to flex for hoes, I'm the type turn up the bros
I wouldn't give a damn they offered life, you better not break the code
Knowin' bruh ain't sweet, you tryna speak, so they had wiped your nose
So deep off in the street, I signed my life away to sellin' 'bows
New Ferrari cost nine hundred bands, you know I pay it cash
Kind of thick, she just missin' a lil', so I touch up her ass
They just spin, I tell 'em "Spin again, and bro, don't leave your mask"
If I don't go, I'm gon' feel like a hoe, we gon' get on your ass
Fuck the other side, you gon' get blitzed for tryna mediate
I'm gon' run this money up no matter what, yeah, eat away (yeah)
My bullets don't discriminate, don't play with Wop, I demonstrate (wop)
Don't get shot on the interstate, your girlfriend hyperventilate
R.I.P. to Trouble and free Thugger and free Gunna too (Thug)
While you at it, free the Mayor Foo and free my nigga Pooh (pooh)
The DA bring up lyrics in the court, may not be even true (huh?)
And try to pen some shit next to your name that you ain't even do (well, damn)
Fuck the other side, that nigga be shot for tryna duplicate (bah, baow)
Ran off with the swag like they forgot where it originated (huh?)
Fuck the trolls, the blogs, the hoes, and yes-men who be instigating (fuck 'em)
Hit him in the head and he survived, but still a mental patient (ayy)
I don't even have to drop no payments, they feel obligated (huh?)
Shit's so complicated, now the killers be cooperatin' (wow)
Feds investigated, but I made it, never gave a statement (nah)
AKA Big Gucci or Big Guwop, never call me Radric (never)
Ain't nobody safe, so I tote Glock 'cause they don't have a safety (huh?)
I got killers strapped all on the yacht, we the So Icy Navy (Icy Navy)
And I'ma rep EA until I'm eighty, that's the hood that made me
I done sold so many tuna babies, think I'm born in Grady (it's Gucci)
Bitch sayin' I do too much 'cause I got all these chains on
Niggas don't like when we in the club 'cause they get rained on
We get up with niggas, we turn disses into pain song
The feds pick up the case, he got a bond, that money bring him home
How many you got? Just bring 'em all, I'm Mister Get 'Em Gone
I move like a ghost, I'm on the go, four weeks, I switch the phone
I walk in club but I run shit, no cap, I set the tone
Bitch sayin' I do too much 'cause I got all these chains on
Niggas don't like when we in the club 'cause they get rained on
We get up with niggas, we turn disses into pain song
The feds pick up the case, he got a bond, that money bring him home
How many you got? Just bring 'em all, I'm Mister Get 'Em Gone
I move like a ghost, I'm on the go, four weeks, I switch the phone
I walk in the club but I run shit, no cap, I set the tone
You the type to flex for hoes, I'm the type turn up the bros
I wouldn't give a damn they offered life, you better not break the code
Knowin' bruh ain't sweet, you tryna speak, so they had wiped your nose
So deep off in the street, I signed my life away to sellin' 'bows
New Ferrari cost nine hundred bands, you know I pay it cash
Kind of thick, she just missin' a lil', so I touch up her ass
They just spin, I tell 'em "Spin again, and bro, don't leave your mask"
If I don't go, I'm gon' feel like a hoe, we gon' get on your ass
Fuck the other side, you gon' get blitzed for tryna mediate
I'm gon' run this money up no matter what, yeah, eat away (yeah)
My bullets don't discriminate, don't play with Wop, I demonstrate (wop)
Don't get shot on the interstate, your girlfriend hyperventilate
R.I.P. to Trouble and free Thugger and free Gunna too (Thug)
While you at it, free the Mayor Foo and free my nigga Pooh (pooh)
The DA bring up lyrics in the court, may not be even true (huh?)
And try to pen some shit next to your name that you ain't even do (well, damn)
Fuck the other side, that nigga be shot for tryna duplicate (bah, baow)
Ran off with the swag like they forgot where it originated (huh?)
Fuck the trolls, the blogs, the hoes, and yes-men who be instigating (fuck 'em)
Hit him in the head and he survived, but still a mental patient (ayy)
I don't even have to drop no payments, they feel obligated (huh?)
Shit's so complicated, now the killers be cooperatin' (wow)
Feds investigated, but I made it, never gave a statement (nah)
AKA Big Gucci or Big Guwop, never call me Radric (never)
Ain't nobody safe, so I tote Glock 'cause they don't have a safety (huh?)
I got killers strapped all on the yacht, we the So Icy Navy (Icy Navy)
And I'ma rep EA until I'm eighty, that's the hood that made me
I done sold so many tuna babies, think I'm born in Grady (it's Gucci)
Bitch sayin' I do too much 'cause I got all these chains on
Niggas don't like when we in the club 'cause they get rained on
We get up with niggas, we turn disses into pain song
The feds pick up the case, he got a bond, that money bring him home
How many you got? Just bring 'em all, I'm Mister Get 'Em Gone
I move like a ghost, I'm on the go, four weeks, I switch the phone
I walk in club but I run shit, no cap, I set the tone
Credits
Writer(s): Wesley Tyler Glass, Radric Delantic Davis, Dominique Jones, Lucas Depante
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