All The Money Lyrics – Metro Boomin, Gunna
Singer: Metro Boomin, Gunna
Title: All The Money
Twenty-six b#tches and all ’em love me
Watch on they wrists and all ’em flooded (Ice)
We the real big dogs, and y’all some puppies
(Y’all some puppies)
Yeah, it’s the Young Wunna real biscotti smoker this ain’t no Obama
Straight South Atlanta, finesse, arm and hammer
I say that with honor in Dior pyjamas (Ayy)
Couldn’t play no sports but I went got that sack
Bring it back to trap, got respect from my brother
C.I.P. Troup, I’m with Duke, he wit’ slime and that slatt
Yeah that slatt, we don’t care ’bout no color
Put that sh#t on, put that drip sh#t on the map
Yeah, the trap, and I bought a few homes
Spent the six-fifty, Rolls Cullinan and a Bentley (Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr)
Then I went Maybach, two-tone
Got a two-tone, this is a mother****in’ pandemic
Must be too rich, I can’t feel it (I can’t feel it)
Told them to kill it, they tryna cutthroat the city
These n#gg#s sweeter than Chevy
Rappers mad, all in they feelings (They mad)
Gunna ****in’ they b#tches (So)
Drop top, parkin’ lot pimpin’ (Uh-huh)
Pimped out my whips like Xzibit
All my life I just wanted a milli’
What’s on your wrist? Richard Millie
With Lil Uzi when I’m out in Philly
Don’t show you broke boys with no pity
This time around we want all the money (Yeah)
This time around we want all the money (Yeah)
This time around we want all the money (Wunna)
This time around we want all the money (Money)
Twenty-six b#tches and all ’em love me
Watch on they wrists and all ’em flooded (Ice)
We the real big dogs, and y’all some puppies
(Y’all some puppies)
Act like you rich, you don’t take care of your people (No)
Those the type n#gg#s that can’t get a feature (No)
‘Member ****in’ hoes under the bleachers (Yeah)
You know im hip like a beeper
Who the **** said it was cheaper to keep her? (Who?)
Wake up get so fresh I thought it was Easter (Ah)
A lot of these rappers just follow the leader
FN on my lap, but I got a few ninas
Look at my chest, you gon’ see Aquafina (Look it)
Look at my b#tch, got a fat #ss like Trina (Look)
Mother**** the cost and adjust the subpoena
It’s hot on my block, check your top like a fever (Ha)
Get ’round the shop, ain’t got no snooze on the watch
Thirty-round dick on the Glock, count up when it drop
In school, I had drugs in my socks
Been had the love for a knot
This time around we want all the money (Yeah)
This time around we want all the money (Yeah)
This time around we want all the money (Wunna)
This time around we want all the money (Money)
Twenty-six b#tches and all ’em love me
Watch on they wrists and all ’em flooded (Ice)
We the real big dogs, and y’all some puppies
(Y’all some puppies)
This time around we want all the money
This time around we want all the money
This time around we want all the money
This time around we want all the money
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