All That Lyrics

All facts, bitch, we speakin' all facts

Pull up to the scene, we're all black

Tell them hatin' bitches lick my ball sack

Couple sacks, cuh, I need all that

All that, bitch, I need all that

All that, bitch, I need all that

All that, bitch, I need all that

All that, bitch, I need all that

Bitch tryna treat me like some old shoes

Take my soul out, showed up to your local venue

Bitch, we sold out, fucked her then I made her move out

Like an old couch, we ain't even mean to hit you

But now you smoked out

I've been chillin with the same clique

I don't wanna smash again, I can't fuck with the same bitch

I can't take him serious, he old like an eight-bit

We gon' get a chopper when it shoots us like Lucane kicks, damn

I've been smokin' on some herb shit

If you wanna show out, we make sure we close the curtain

Walk into the function like, what's up, what's the word, bitch

That bitch Kidd still tryna rap, he just some bird shit, brr

She sucked my dick, she took my soul

I sent the pickup, them backyard boys had to roll

Fuckin' with us, and we gon' leave you in the road

I keep my .45, always clutchin' on my pole like, uh

Got me clutchin' like a stick shift

Like my ass was blind, I'ma make sure that that stick hit

Talkin' all that shit, but your girl was tryna dick lick

Had her ass moanin, I ain't even put the tip in

I had to switch the flow with it

We in Cuban water, bad bih, put her white toes in

Then I took her ass back to the yacht, I bent it, then I hit it

I don't want no interruptions, ain't no stoppin' till I'm finished

Till I'm finished, this is just a new beginning

Fusion whippin, might just get the windows tinted

Finger lickin, gettin' bread In like it's chicken

Finger itchin' like a rash, I ain't kiddin

Nah, I see he lookin' like a junkie

He actin' weird, he swingin' different like a monkey

Too much money, hit the lotto, think I'm lucky

Kidd keep playin, but It's childs play Chucky

Fuck him, shoot him, now he duckin

Left a donut in his head like it's Dunkin

Really on the snap, talkin, let me get the one in

But he scared, I hit him with a punch, one inch

All facts, bitch, we speakin' all facts

Pull up to the scene, we're all black

Tell them hatin' bitches lick my ball sack

Couple sacks, cuh, I need all that

All that, bitch, I need all that

All that, bitch, I need all that

All that, bitch, I need all that

All that, bitch, I need all that