JrLongMoney - All I Have

Drop Buckets Get Money Let's Go
Free them fucking Smackas mane
Free C9 Free Wax Free Quan Dawg
Free Fat Shiesty Free Young Comma
Free Purpin Cel Free Hob
Free Darius Free Davey Moe Free O block
Free Boogie free them fucking demons mane Let's Go Let's Go Uhh
Fish in a free car we spin the opps get busy
Rap niggas bluffing we do em like Biggie
DBGM we the bad guys in the city we step on whoever blame us for the killing
Loading ARPs fifties in glizzys it's go time
Put that shit on your ass light you up like it's showtime
Fifteen forty eight just pullup to the gold mine
Smackas on shit you get stopped like o- line
Fuck all the nonsense young nigga get you some money
Go stunt on them bitches and run up a hundred
Free smoke for whoever don't nobody want it
Just drop a location my young niggas coming
You play you get punished get hit with a dozen
He hiding so we put that shit on his cousin
Come out and play now know we don't play around
Changed his whole life he got hit with a trey pound
I catch my vic and upping that shit nigga hey now
DBGM YOG it's a takedown
Put them bags on a greyhound the streets is my playground
Brodie over that quack blowing gas ducking shakedowns
Streets fucked up they killing bitches and babies
Use to be love now shit looking crazy
Trap like the eighties nothing amaze me shit that you glorify I do it daily
I'm on that block when you mot nigga juice got that drop nigga
Don't speak on that shit on my soul I done shot niggas
I'm making hits up top catching plays when im down back
Any time niggas spin we hit back bitch this stop dat
Applying that pressure we make em relocate
I'm taking trips out of town o remember them court dates
Thousands in profit remember them slow days
My smackas drop buckets I give em the OK
Japanese steakhouse salmon and chicken my dinner plate
Beam on the glizzy I'm geeking to demonstrate
Opp block paint on that bitch and we decorate
Shit looking janky so I had to renovate
I'm on some dopeboy shit bitch I want me a million
Put that shit to the side let it stack for my children
Niggas ain't on shit niggas be really civilians
Don't mix me with none of that shit I'm a real one
Trapping and thuggin the goat on the east side
He rock with the opps so we made em run knee highs
Amiris no Levi's he with that weak side
Bake em cake they don't think that I peep vibes
Rolls Royce truck drive that bitch like a nascar
She ain't nothing to me but to you she bad broad
Bitch you broke it ain't my fault mad I'm a big dog
Got a issue the Smackas goin come get the shit solved
Fish in a free car we spin the opps get busy
Rap niggas bluffing we do em like Biggie
DBGM we the bad guys in the city we step on whoever blame us for the killing
Loading ARPs fifties in glizzys it's go time
Put that shit on your ass light you up like it's showtime
Fifteen forty eight just pullup to the gold mine
Smackas on shit you get stopped like o- line
Fuck all the nonsense young nigga get you some money
Go stunt on them bitches and run up a hundred
Free smoke for whoever don't nobody want it
Just drop a location my young niggas coming
You play you get punished get hit with a dozen
He hiding so we put that shit on his cousin
Come out and play now know we don't play around
Changed his whole life he got hit with a trey pound

Written by:
Bankroll Shawty, Kunle Ikudayisi

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