"Bet It All" lyrics

Betting on me, better bet it all
Penthouse full of pigeons, we done fed 'em all
Chase Belly, Biggavelli, nigga, we the mob
DraftKings, what's the odds? We done beat 'em all

Yeah

Let's get this party started right
Let's get this party started quickly, right?

You got the swag I want, want
You got the swag I need, need
You know we rollin', baby, you know we goin'

You got the swag I want, want
You got the swag I need, need
You know we rollin', baby, you know we goin'

Set it off, watch the jets go
Fried chicken wings and neck bone
Set it off
Set it off
Bigavel got the best flows
Everybody on the dance floor
Set it off
Come on now, set it off
Talk to 'em, G

Got ladies on the left
On the left
Got ladies on the right (Right)
Got ladies in the front
Ladies in the back and they party all night, yeah
Got ladies on the left
Got ladies on the right
Got ladies in the front
Ladies in the back
Party all night

Set it off, watch the jets go
Fried chicken wings and neck bone
Set it off
Set it off
Set it off
Talk to 'em

Bigavel got the best flows
Everybody on the dance floor
Set it off
Set it off
Come on now, set it off
Talk to 'em

Half a meal in the left draw
Hundred grand on the dice board
Set it off
Come on, nigga, bet it all

Montana
Little mama thick, but that heady dumb
For her birthday, she want her titties done
Hunnids of the blue cheese, I'ma spend those
Count a million cash in my gym clothes
Shorty got flavor, and she independent
Left the major, we number one independent
Told her, "What you need, I'ma pay for it"
Shorty got low like J. Cole
Ladies to the right, ladies to the left
Cribs in the east, cribs in the west
I can do it quiet or I can do it flashy
And she can do it sexy or she can do it nasty

You got the swag I want, want
You got the swag I need, need
You know we rollin', baby, you know we goin'

You got the swag I want, want
You got the swag I need, need
You know we rollin', baby, you know we goin'

We don't need no promo
We don't need it, baby
They know who we be
They already know
Oh, they know
Yeah, baby, I fly solo
But my team EMG
Have equipment, on the bag, gettin' to the bag
She want to be my baby
Beg and plead
She just what I need
She what I need
Yeah, I drive a big V (Yeah)
My watch two degrees
Your bitch, I make her scream

You got the swag I want, want
You got the swag I need, need
You know we rollin', baby, you know we goin'

You got the swag I want, want
You got the swag I need, need
You know we rollin', baby, you know we goin'

Betting on me, better bet it all
Penthouse full of pigeons, we done fed 'em all
Chase Belly, Biggavelli, we the mob
DraftKings, what's the odds? We done beat 'em all
Yeah