All the Way Lyrics

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All the way

All the fucking way

I’m all the way yeah that's all I really say

All the way

All the fucking way

I’m all the way and I’m bout to get it made

If a nigga die today he dressed in off-white

If I really wanna slay I twist the locks tight

Show them ladies round my way

I'm not the fuck type

So I won't fuck yours

If you won't fuck mine

Yeah

I’m feeling great

I can't even complain

Got business with the gang

And money for a change

I’m switching lanes

Like all day every day

No empathy for snakes

Guess my fragrance be to blame

And I’m curving any drama like the ticket lady

If I keep earning commas I’ll buy a ticket maybe

Yeah that's just a maybe

I won't buy shit

Less I’m sat in my mercedes

And the fines they finna mail me

Get ignored until the government had paid me

Shit I’m crazy

That's how we do

Feels amazing when you moving with your greatest attitude

Bigger hater bigger mood

Bigger paper bigger boots

Pika-chu

how I electrocute your crew

Ay

All the way

All the fucking way

I’m all the way yeah that's all I really say

All the way

All the fucking way

I’m all the way and I’m bout to get it made

If a nigga die today he dressed in off-white

If I really wanna slay I twist the locks tight

Show them ladies round my way

I'm not the fuck type

So I won't fuck yours

If you won't fuck mine

Now who

Yeah who

Got the straight sauce leaking from his headwear to his shoes

To his shoes though huh

Tell me if it's not me

Who it gon be

We on our way to the top

From all the way on the bottom

If its easier to walk

I don't need a damn buggatti

But I take it still

Kick that bitch all the up the hill

Zero chill zero anything anyway on the bill

Airmax on my feed

Makes me complete but that's just me

When I’m on my feed

All I really see

Is just me

I’m love ya with my best life

I might scooby snack my way into my next life

Yeah

Syke

We won't do that naw naw

Self care all the way

Fuck a voodoo cha cha

Who knows who to blame

If its suicide ya

Hotline all my bullshit away

Is all I’m saying

Call the cop line

Roast the piggies online

Aint no a shame

Middle finger

No one stop mine

All the way

Oh yeah oh yeah

No sort of shame

Give the way

God damn god damn

I’m feeling great like all the way

All the way

All the fucking way

I’m all the way yeah that's all I really say

All the way

All the fucking way

I’m all the way and I’m bout to get it made

If a nigga die today he dressed in off-white

If I really wanna slay I twist the locks tight

Show them ladies round my way

I'm not the fuck type

So I won't fuck yours

If you won't fuck mine

All the way

All the way

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