All In Lyrics

I feel like I rushed that bitch, and I ain't tryna rush that bitch, but I really punch

That bitch

If she keep talking shit, I'll run that bitch, you know what I'm saying

Nah, for real though, look, I'm all in, I don't got no chips left, uh

I'm all in, I don't got no chips left, I'm a up the glock he thought he was gon catch

Me with a left

I told my bitch to get right, she's taking long, she get left

Faded off this pink pill, I got like three more left

You can't eat off my plate, I ain't leaving no leftovers

Two deep, I'm with my nigga three, we got five blowers, I robbed the plug with a side part

And a combover

I'm not a junkie, when I hit my licks, I remain sober

Spin the scat pack and take over the takeover

This two-liter Sprite gon' change my face, no makeover

I met a bitch who thick as fuck, I told her bring cake over

She like the way I talk, I just told her the date's over, huh, and she be telling me to

Work harder, but I'ma do it my way, cause I think smarter

I drive the foreign like Luigi, I'ma go-carter, and I ain't did shit with this rap, but I'ma

Go farther

I ain't worried about a thing, I cross T's and dot I's

Faded down, she see it in my face when we lock eyes

Sweat suit, but it's a Nike tech, she say it's so fly

I roll a grabba, wrap it in a bambú, I'm so high

I see you flexing all them bands, what you did with it

I cracked the stove and cashed out, I did something with it

I hit her up when I'm bored, but I ain't did nothing with it

Try to tell her we just friends, but she don't get it

I'm all in, I don't got no chips left

I'ma up the Glock, he thought he was gon' catch me with a left

I told my bitch to get right, she's taking long, she get left

Faded off this pink pill, I got like three more left

You can't eat off my plate, I ain't leaving no leftovers

Two deep, I'm with my nigga three, we got five blowers

I robbed the plug with a side part, and a combover

I'm not a junkie, when I hit my licks, I remain so

Pour a four inside a 20-ounce bitch, I love chemistry

Seen my ex bitch in traffic, I was thinking about the chemistry

But that shit old news, ain't worried about the past

Jimmy Neutron, I hit the turbo and I blast

They wonder where I be, I'm in the stu, I'm tryna to gas

Making plays all day, I ain't eat, but I don't fast

Red beam with a flash, make the opps run fast

I'm in the field day and night, don't ask me how I'm getting cash

I'm all in, I don't got no chips left

I'ma up the Glock, he thought he was gonna catch me with a left

I told my bitch to get right, she taking long, she get left

Faded off this pink pill, I got like three more left

You can't eat off my plate, I ain't leaving no leftovers

Two deep, I'm with my nigga three, we got five blowers

I robbed the plug with a side part, and a combover

I'm not a junkie, when I hit my licks, I remain sober