All Hail Lyrics

"You already know what it is Mane, it's-"

I'm out of my shell, bringing that gas, I hope that your shell ain't too hollow

Just stay to myself, and I could care less 'bout what you could take or could borrow

Balling too hard for you niggas, I can't even pass the torch like I'm Rondo

This is the circle of winners, I take that the pill is too big of a swallow

We can go bottle for bottle

We can go dollar for dollar

Don't need your follow for follows

You models need a remodel

Fuck it, we ball up, then kick it, attempting to strike at our goals like Ronaldo

I heard you've been sleep for a minute, but all hail the rain, better get you some goggles

Uh

Wake your ass up

Since '99, I've been coming in clutch

This one little verse will put you on a crutch

You could slow me down, but it wouldn't do much

Yeah, you a star, we get it, now hush

I came here to win, you'll be gone by the gust

When I tick on my wrist, you'll be kicking the dust (Dame time!)

Receiving the rock, this'll wet your ass up (Game time!)

Crossing my fingers, I hope that you know that these verses I'm cooking will make you bleed

Acting like you're a GOAT, boy you ain't Mohammed, I'll float like a butterfly, sting like a bee

Awaken my mind, I believe I can fly, been having so many lucid dreams

This is that purity, flow like a river, the current's too rapid to cross these seas

I might turn into 'Bron in the Drew League

Treat all you legends like rookies

Saying your status ain't newbie

Congrats, now go get you a cookie

Fuck your designers, I came here to ball up, now corporate trying to pursue me

You take off my plate, then I'm taking your girl, get a piece of that cake when she spoon me

Now there's a fork in the road

All gas no brakes, this heart never folds

All up in my DM's, don't blow up my phone

Like a knife through butter, I slide in so cold

Wanna get gone, but just tell me when

Don't swim with the sharks, can't even defend

My mindset is sharp, you ducking my pen

Like Fast and Furious, I'll see you again

Yeah

I'm out of my shell, bringing that gas, I hope that your shell ain't too hollow

Just stay to myself, and I could care less 'bout what you could take or could borrow

Balling too hard for you niggas, I can't even pass the torch like I'm Rondo

This is the circle of winners, I take that the pill is too big of a swallow

We can go bottle for bottle

We can go dollar for dollar

Don't need your follow for follows

You models need a remodel

Fuck it, we ball up, then kick it, attempting to strike at our goals like Ronaldo

I heard you've been sleep for a minute, but all hail the rain, better get you some goggles