"Got It All On Me" lyrics
30 thou for the Audemar
Got the Roley on [?] wear it all [?]
Every day I get high, tear up all the bars
26's sitting high, they tear up all my cars
Spent some shit to get the frame flooded
Bought my way into the game, now my name buzzing
Never worried 'bout the fame, get some change, cousin
My baby mama and my main get the same loving
Yeah, fuck these niggas and these bitches too
Scrape the boll full of [?], call it chicken soup
It's green guys in Minnesota, yeah, they Cripping too
I whip the Benz or the Rover, call it pidgen coupe
Niggas speaking on my name, come and get your boo
And since you feel like she the one, I come and get her too
And your daughter and your son will come up missing too
Nigga better watch his tongue, like a missing tooth
All I know is count racks, bitch
All I know is count racks, bitch
All I know is count racks, bitch
And it don't make sence, if you don't stack shit
I got it all on me, nigga
I got it all on me, nigga
I got it all on me, nigga
Only fuck with my team, them my only niggas
Learned how to cook dope in the 10th grade
Growing up, all I know was to get paid
Favorite class home-eck, 'cause I whipped cake
Didn't really give an F, so I get A
Had to get it how I live it, nigga
Clientelle on my line, what's the ticket, nigga?
If I ever fell off, I ain't tripping, nigga
I can whip it right back, what's the business, nigga?
Everytime I'm in the club, niggas popping at me
What's the ticket for a juug? Bitch, I'm copping ackie
Walk around with a [?], 'cause I'm not that happy
Tryna find another plug, what you capping, Pappy?
All these niggas Twitter dissing, but will not get at me
Pussy nigga, we ain't friends, you ain't gotta at me
Let the track do the talking, you ain't gotta rap me
I just throw the duces up, you ain't gotta dap me
All I know is count racks, bitch
All I know is count racks, bitch
All I know is count racks, bitch
And it don't make sence, if you don't stack shit
I got it all on me, nigga
I got it all on me, nigga
I got it all on me, nigga
Only fuck with my team, them my only niggas
Had about 3 spots, on the [?] nigga
Got raided, so we did it off the [?] nigga
Rest in peace my nigga [?], he a born killer
Ever since my nigga died, I've been torn, nigga
With the 745, I'm a foreign nigga
Shout out to Lil Perry, that's my Warren nigga
Got the streets on lock, no warrent, nigga
Drinking lean in the pop, now I'm snoring, nigga
All I know is count racks, bitch
All I know is count racks, bitch
All I know is count racks, bitch
And it don't make sence, if you don't stack shit
I got it all on me, nigga
I got it all on me, nigga
I got it all on me, nigga
Only fuck with my team, them my only niggas
Got the Roley on [?] wear it all [?]
Every day I get high, tear up all the bars
26's sitting high, they tear up all my cars
Spent some shit to get the frame flooded
Bought my way into the game, now my name buzzing
Never worried 'bout the fame, get some change, cousin
My baby mama and my main get the same loving
Yeah, fuck these niggas and these bitches too
Scrape the boll full of [?], call it chicken soup
It's green guys in Minnesota, yeah, they Cripping too
I whip the Benz or the Rover, call it pidgen coupe
Niggas speaking on my name, come and get your boo
And since you feel like she the one, I come and get her too
And your daughter and your son will come up missing too
Nigga better watch his tongue, like a missing tooth
All I know is count racks, bitch
All I know is count racks, bitch
All I know is count racks, bitch
And it don't make sence, if you don't stack shit
I got it all on me, nigga
I got it all on me, nigga
I got it all on me, nigga
Only fuck with my team, them my only niggas
Learned how to cook dope in the 10th grade
Growing up, all I know was to get paid
Favorite class home-eck, 'cause I whipped cake
Didn't really give an F, so I get A
Had to get it how I live it, nigga
Clientelle on my line, what's the ticket, nigga?
If I ever fell off, I ain't tripping, nigga
I can whip it right back, what's the business, nigga?
Everytime I'm in the club, niggas popping at me
What's the ticket for a juug? Bitch, I'm copping ackie
Walk around with a [?], 'cause I'm not that happy
Tryna find another plug, what you capping, Pappy?
All these niggas Twitter dissing, but will not get at me
Pussy nigga, we ain't friends, you ain't gotta at me
Let the track do the talking, you ain't gotta rap me
I just throw the duces up, you ain't gotta dap me
All I know is count racks, bitch
All I know is count racks, bitch
All I know is count racks, bitch
And it don't make sence, if you don't stack shit
I got it all on me, nigga
I got it all on me, nigga
I got it all on me, nigga
Only fuck with my team, them my only niggas
Had about 3 spots, on the [?] nigga
Got raided, so we did it off the [?] nigga
Rest in peace my nigga [?], he a born killer
Ever since my nigga died, I've been torn, nigga
With the 745, I'm a foreign nigga
Shout out to Lil Perry, that's my Warren nigga
Got the streets on lock, no warrent, nigga
Drinking lean in the pop, now I'm snoring, nigga
All I know is count racks, bitch
All I know is count racks, bitch
All I know is count racks, bitch
And it don't make sence, if you don't stack shit
I got it all on me, nigga
I got it all on me, nigga
I got it all on me, nigga
Only fuck with my team, them my only niggas
