All Star ft. Glizz Lyrics

You understand, you feelin' my pain Bullets will hit you and I got your brain

Stay on land or get knocked out your frame Or get hit with the flame, I'm goin' insane

Physical, you better respect the name Rockin' with care, I be playin' no games

I'm on shorty, don't need no campaign I'm a real nigga and that is for life

Won't be caught slippin, I'm throwin' my pipe And I'm punchin' my gun if I don't feel the vibe

Hands on the roof and you'll get your ass sniped You cannot fuck with me, shooters come close to me

And gun is too soft to me Me gon' bust for me, keep gon' bust for me

He gon' bust for me, leave gon' bust for me Game put they trust in me

Hollow tits, hit em' up And my bitch stick em' up

Ain't no bitchin' up, nothin' No switchin' up, keep the gang in the truck

Drugs got me feelin' shit Catch it, I battle it

God, you not givin' fuck Catch a whole lotta sucks

You is not game, you cannot hang Up on that nigga and I'm makin' it rain

Gotta stay focused, I gotta maintain When I hop out the car and hop right on the plane

I do not fuck with you, stay in lane Listen for my block away, glisten, I aim

I will not change if I do it the same Hop out the car and hop right on the plane

I do not fuck with you, stay in lane Listen for my block away, glisten, I aim

I will not change if I do it the same

Shots echo down the block See I fast, you're in a tracksuit

Get close enough, see that stamp, dude 150, blade game, shoot blood

Wesley Snipes, you buyin' my style Everybody know how

I'm hustlin' till the doors of my car go up Get it low, lamb chop

In the Lamborghini, car so fast There's no way you can see me

Meritant, see yourself When I ride by

Feevin' up the cash ain't about goin' by Drop, drop, that's what they tell me on my fly

Get busy like a cell phone With somebody on the other line

Text a dude When I gotta meet up with you

I seen a lot of people come for one And they want two

Re-up, don't make me call pot rack Exercise the way you make it stretch

Solid, gettin' money On his way to more money

No time for the dummies I tell him I ain't trade

Play or the corner Either way it's dollars when you see us

I could disappear, David Blaine Everybody still know the game

People that respect you, carry you When they toe-tang you

Can you sell that over there? That's rare Back it up, make your life tough

Same dude later on when they hand out Frames, I switch to glasses

Sip over there, what's your twist over here? Money when it disappear

Can't go to the ones that took it Been coached so I'm pullin

Substitutions I hope you know

It's time to huddle up Lime and get down

But after that last split I felt like Saquon Barkley

You know what happen when I touch down