All I Do Lyrics

You already know who it is

Money Rap

Boom Bap

Cuz all I do is

One call, two blicks, we hit like

I move Doly, just me and my bitch

One call, two blicks, we hit like

We hit like

We hit like

We hit like damn

Like damn, damn, damn, damn

Damn, damn, damn

I'm Neva outside I just need me a lick,

One call, two blicks we hit, like

How many niggas Gon speak Onna kid?

I move Doly just me and my bitch, like

How many niggas keep hitting my phone, either Chatting bout honeys or taking a trip?

Ima just make me a sip and go roll up my spliff, Cuz of how many times I got hit

Niggas Gon move Hella phony lil nigga don't phone me

I'm up and I'm taking the win, remember when niggas was down

House burned to the ground, had to pick up my chest and my chin

Too bad I was only like Six, ten years later now I Needa grip

Matter fact Ima crash with my fist

Like don't run, lil nigga don't trip.

All I do is rhyme

Ima get this money, bitch this isn't funny

Ima grind

Going to the top and you can't take it from me

Know the vibes

Switch up the beat so I switch up the rhyme, I chill with the bros, don't really chill with the guys

It was just me and Bj with pizzas and fries, chilling with Chris smoking weed, getting high

I'm sipping on drank but Ian Gonna die, don't know who to believe so I keep getting fried

Telling me lies, the government switching ours tongues in disguise

Wait

Play it again don't go ova Ya head, I'm panicking crazy I need me some lead

And every time that I hop Onna beat, and spit heat

I'm giving answers Onna motherfucking sheet

I got murderous technique

(Like what's deal, niggas Hella fake and never Wanna keep it real)

I'm Neva outside I just need me a lick,

One call, two blicks we hit, like

How many niggas Gon speak Onna kid?

I move Doly just me and my bitch, like

How many niggas keep hitting my phone, either Chatting bout honeys or taking a trip?

Ima just make me a sip and go roll up my spliff, Cuz of how many times I got hit

I'm Neva outside I just need me a lick,

One call, two blicks we hit, like

How many niggas Gon speak Onna kid?

I move Doly just me and my bitch, like

How many niggas keep hitting my phone, either Chatting bout honeys or taking a trip?

Ima just make me a sip and go roll up my spliff, Cuz of how many times I got hit