All of It

(Mhm)
Get the bag when I really want to
Every day is when I really want to, (yeah)
Get the bag when I want to
Every single fucking day when I want to, (yeah, uh)
Took the private jet straight to Paris
I get anxiety pop Xanax I feel embarrassed, (yeah)
I'm in a Rolls Royce truck
Shit like a carriage, (damn)
These niggas copy my words
They some parrots, (damn)
I got baguettes, they got carats in them
Try to take my diamonds
Look at the inside of this barrel
I rock Christian Dior
Never seen the inside of a chapel
These niggas smoking that PCP
You could tell by how it crackle
That shit is just like Adam and Eve
Taking a bite of the apple
I pour the lean in my Snapple
I really trap in apartments
Baby, I love you, I promise
She stole my heart & my wallet
Then she just stopped calling
I need your heart
I need all of it
Baby, I gotta be honest
I need your heart
I need all it
I need your heart
I need all it
Baby, I gotta be honest

Feel like I'm finna be scarred forever
She is a Devil in Prada
Cut that bitch off like a barber
I'm out of state
Can't do the Backwoods need grabba
I gotta re-up my product, (yeah)
I gotta meeting with a new investor
I pop a Oxy to take off the pressure, (yeah)
I'm talking lean, I'm talking Benzo's
(I'm talking Benzo's)
I'm talking beans
I'm talking antidepressants, (yeah)
I'm talking sticks, & Glocks, and lethal weapons
I got my Glocky
I don't leave my house without it, (bitch)
Fuck you mean, can't tell me nothing about it, (yeah)
And the police can't do nun to stop it
(Nun to stop it)



Credits
Writer(s): Haze Dotarachi
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