On All Tht

Why he actin tough he ain't on shit, an we know that
I Just bought a Glock, and that shit got some blow back
I Just fucked your Thot yea, do you want your hoe back
That boy said he rich yea, but I didn't know that
That boy acting tough for the hoes, we ain't on that
I Just shop at Sak's for my clothes, I'm on all that
I'm on all that
I'm on all that
Fuck that boy, fuck that boy, he ain't on that

In the scat pack, in that red eye
Talk that shit boy, and you will die
I Don't gotta lie, we been through that
Ran my money up, then I blew that
All my team eating, all these hoes they fiending
I'm in the trap I'm geeking, I'll be high til the weekend
Stand on my money, I'm nine feet tall
He not gang, it's fuck them all
He so lame he stole my sauce
Don't try my guys, we'll get you lost

Why he actin tough he ain't on shit, an we know that
I Just bought a Glock, and that shit got some blow back
I Just fucked your Thot yea, do you want your hoe back
That boy said he rich yea, but I didn't know that
That boy actin tough for the hoes, we ain't on that
I Just shop at Sak's for my clothes, I'm on all that
I'm on all that
I'm on all that
Fuck that boy, fuck that boy, he ain't on that



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Writer(s): Nathan Craft
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