ALL DAY ft. LUST NITE Lyrics

All you had to do was follow the damn train Dee Dot

Who the fuck is YNB

I been outside all day tryna get my bread up, yeah

I been outside all day tryna get my, whoa

I been outside all day tryna get my bread up, yeah

I been outside all day tryna get my bread up, yeah

Better come get that bitch, she giving that head up, damn

Can't stop winning, I know that's why they fed up, yeah

Don't try poppin' that shit, bro came with Beretta's damn

Ain't no point tryna run, better handle your shit like a man

Better handle your shit like a man

And I came in with gang so she starin

I might slide with a bitch have you damned

Can't believe you're still flippin' them xans

Rockin' Rick head to toe, think I scam

Hunnid the coupe in a lamb

Lil' shawty I'm a goat no lamb

I'm poppin' a deuce and a ten

I hope it's the moon when I land

The Vicadin took me to Venus

Shawty wan' hop on the penis

Giving me brain she a genius

These niggas sippin' the green because their pockets is grieving

She give me top at the top of the evening

I'm counting guap 'till I knock 'cus I'm greedy

I can't be loving no thot 'cus she needy

Treat the hoe like a five or a four

Snorting the white got an ivory core

Fuck her so good got some pride in the whore

Fuck her so good that she gotta be sore

Amiri, Off-white, and we got the Dior

I'm feeling like Mike either Jackson or Jordan

I'm outside tryna got my bread up

I'm on the block and I brought my Beretta

Had her speakin' in tongues she gon' need a Rosetta

I been outside all day tryna get my bread up, yeah

I been outside all day tryna get my, whoa

I been outside all day tryna get my bread up, yeah

I been outside all day tryna get my bread up, yeah

I been outside all day tryna get my bread up, yeah

I been outside all day tryna get my, whoa

I been outside all day tryna get my bread up, yeah

I been outside all day tryna get my bread up, yeah

Better come get that bitch, she giving that head up, damn

Can't stop winning, I know that's why they fed up, yeah

Don't try poppin' that shit, bro came with Beretta's damn

Ain't no point tryna run, better handle your shit like a man