All In

Lyrics

Cook that shit up, Quay
 My mama been told me don't give no poor performance
 And whatever you gon' do, just do it
 Never thought 'bout doin' music
 I was tryna build my phone up
 Contact full of drug abusers
 Ridin' around with that mask tryna figure out what my cousin doin'
 Prison with the Migos, found out they was sellin' bricks
 Wish I woulda knew that shit, I woulda been lit
 Swear to God, since I was seventeen, I been hood rich
 I be at James Harden house, I'm all in Houston, in the mix
 I'm talkin' 'bout spare time in New York
 I buy floor seats to watch the Knicks
 And I don't even know no players
 I just wanna show off my new drip and put my chains in layers
 I might just stand up and go crazy, someone make the lay-up
 And we ain't squashin' shit for free, you niggas gotta pay us
 You niggas better pay up, yeah
 Know he might not beat it, I told the lawyer go for a lighter sentence
 I don't want know no problems with y'all niggas, y'all got women tendencies
 I don't gotta sell drugs no more, I'm bossed up, I got plenty business
 Ridin' 'round in that Lamb' truck, I wreck this bitch, it ain't rented
 Givin' out my respect, get respect in every city
 Niggas know I came up, but I came back through the slums with Diddy
 Fucked around and got plugged in, I'm bitin' out that Richard Mille
 Stay out my lil' brother bidness
 Just know that they gettin' millions
 Press the button right there to let the doors in
 Go hard all year, I don't care, I'm goin' all in
 This house rise every way, she callin' more friends
 My world or none, ain't mine, I cannot bargain
 Sippin' wockiana, come here thotiana
 Let me buss you down, ah, yah, yah
 What kinda watch you wanted?
 Man, that's nothin', mami
 I'm not bein' funny, ah, yah, yah
 I shoulda knew you was gon' rat the day you told me
 A hundred racks in all dubs, it ain't no foldin' me
 I ain't no puppet, ain't with nobody controllin' me
 I go LeBron when it's crunch time, it ain't no holdin' me
 Got the Maybach, Benz truck, I'm tryna buy one
 I told lil' shawty, "Just let bygones be bygones"
 Tell the Feds get off my dick, I don't gotta buy guns
 Ain't got the right one, yeah
 Press the button right there to let the doors in
 Go hard all year, I don't care, I'm goin' all in
 This house rise every way, she callin' more friends
 My world or none, ain't mine, I cannot bargain
 
 To let the doors in
 I'm goin' all in
 She callin' more friends
 I cannot bargain
 

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Song Details

Duration
02:36
Key
11
Tempo
95 BPM

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