All In
Hold up
All of this money I'm chasing it gotta keep coming I gotta go get it
I'm going hard got my foot on they necks
And my back against the wall
I'm goin hard
I ain't tripping
Check my stats I'm winning
Pull up outside I want a foreign and exotic bitches
All of this money I'm chasing it gotta keep coming I gotta go get it
I'm going hard got my foot on they necks
And my back against the wall
I'm goin hard
I ain't tripping
Check my stats I'm winning
Pull up outside I want a foreign and
And if you real imma ride for you
Whether you right or wrong I'm gon die for you
I barely cap I won't lie to you
If we locked in I keep it truth
Bitchies galore it's pick and choose
But I'm a different energy
Too sick for your remedy
I'm dope boy like I'm pushing coke
Hold up a minute I'm super litty
This niggas can never beat me
Increase the temperature when I drop
Been like that since the Genesis
When I reminisce most of them niggas were only with me for the benefits
Now I'm too hot and if you hating then this is the helluvit
Pull up outside with niggas you can tell I'm too too real yea
Watch how I move I gotta be cautious need some 223s
I'm going all in and if I get it right I took that risk ya
Told my people if I get it done then we lit for life don't you ever doubt it
I gotta go get it I want some Bandz and a Maybach Benz
I follow money fittys hunnids I don't follow trends
Give me the bag that's all I need yea just gimme that rack
Put it the work I'm taking off play this shit next summer
Hold up
All of this money I'm chasing it gotta keep coming I gotta go get it
I'm going hard got my foot on they necks
And my back against the wall
I'm goin hard
I ain't tripping
Check my stats I'm winning
Pull up outside I want a foreign and exotic bitches
All of this money I'm chasing it gotta keep coming I gotta go get it
I'm going hard got my foot on they necks
And my back against the wall
I'm goin hard
I ain't tripping
Check my stats I'm winning
Pull up outside I want a foreign and
I gotta go get it I want some Bandz and a Maybach Benz
I follow money fittys hunnids I don't follow trends
Gimme that bag that's all I need yea just gimme that rack
Put in the work I'm taking off play this shit next summer
All of this money I'm chasing it gotta keep coming I gotta go get it
I'm going hard got my foot on they necks
And my back against the wall
I'm goin hard
I ain't tripping
Check my stats I'm winning
Pull up outside I want a foreign and exotic bitches
All of this money I'm chasing it gotta keep coming I gotta go get it
I'm going hard got my foot on they necks
And my back against the wall
I'm goin hard
I ain't tripping
Check my stats I'm winning
Pull up outside I want a foreign and
And if you real imma ride for you
Whether you right or wrong I'm gon die for you
I barely cap I won't lie to you
If we locked in I keep it truth
Bitchies galore it's pick and choose
But I'm a different energy
Too sick for your remedy
I'm dope boy like I'm pushing coke
Hold up a minute I'm super litty
This niggas can never beat me
Increase the temperature when I drop
Been like that since the Genesis
When I reminisce most of them niggas were only with me for the benefits
Now I'm too hot and if you hating then this is the helluvit
Pull up outside with niggas you can tell I'm too too real yea
Watch how I move I gotta be cautious need some 223s
I'm going all in and if I get it right I took that risk ya
Told my people if I get it done then we lit for life don't you ever doubt it
I gotta go get it I want some Bandz and a Maybach Benz
I follow money fittys hunnids I don't follow trends
Give me the bag that's all I need yea just gimme that rack
Put it the work I'm taking off play this shit next summer
Hold up
All of this money I'm chasing it gotta keep coming I gotta go get it
I'm going hard got my foot on they necks
And my back against the wall
I'm goin hard
I ain't tripping
Check my stats I'm winning
Pull up outside I want a foreign and exotic bitches
All of this money I'm chasing it gotta keep coming I gotta go get it
I'm going hard got my foot on they necks
And my back against the wall
I'm goin hard
I ain't tripping
Check my stats I'm winning
Pull up outside I want a foreign and
I gotta go get it I want some Bandz and a Maybach Benz
I follow money fittys hunnids I don't follow trends
Gimme that bag that's all I need yea just gimme that rack
Put in the work I'm taking off play this shit next summer
Credits
Writer(s): Letang Magashula
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