Young Stotle - All They Wanna Hear

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Imma die a legend. Better bury me with 24 karat gold chains on
Won't accept anything less than
Anything else is disrespecting
They say I changed cause I got some money
What the fuck were y'all expecting
Should consider running for election. Feeling so presidential
Rolling through the residential
Nah this shit is not a rental
I own that motherfucker
Don't get too close motherfucker
Keep that thang close motherfucker
Won't know what hit ya when I bust ya
Not a killer. I prefer to keep it chiller
You decide. Will it be my drank that need refilling or some blood that we spilling
All I really want tonight is a girl with a fat ass
Is that too much ask for? Like Magic the way she pass that
Straight to my Johnson
Just kidding. Just joshing
But ain't that what that wanna hear
They love it when I talk shit
Toxic. No I'm really not to but it's ironic
This song wouldn't be as popular so fuck it imma talk it

This that real shit
That all they wanna hear shit
Mind on some clear shit
Going numb I don't feel shit
Throwing dollars at the club shit
On some double cup shit
Not some tryna fall in love shit
That I just came to fuck shit
Ain't that all they wanna hear
All they wanna hear
Ain't that all they wanna hear
Ain't that all they wanna hear
Now drop that ass low. Girl go make it disappear
Then bring it back up. Girl now bring it, bring it over

Need a little more. Little something little stronger
Do me right. Do me proper
Girl you gone get them dollars
Brought some money that I plan to spend
What's a gentleman
The nice guys never win. And tonight I'm tryna fucking win
Yeah I'm bad boy. But this ain't no sad story
In fact, y'all should be glad for it
Don't be mad. I mean ain't y'all the ones that asked for it
Society such a patriarchy. Just use the excuse
This how I was raised. Pardon me. It's a part of me
Ain't you come to party
Money make you so untouchable. You can do anything you wanna do
Without a single repercussion. Ain't that fucking true
But that's a real fact and they don't wanna hear that
None of that real rap. Steer clear of that
They just wanna know where the bitches and the beers at
So where the bitches at
Where the bitches at
The real bad bitches
With some titties and the biggest ass
So where the bitches at
Where the bitches at
The real bad bitches
Bend it over if you really bad
I be sick, sick, sick
So much winning you would think Illuminati paid a visit
On my six, six, six
I be different than these posers. Wanna know what the difference is
I could give a fuck about opinions. Too busy stacking millions
Money tall like Jordan. Y'all shorter than Napoleon
Hit the Milly Rock with the Rollie on
My time now I don't got time to be holding on
Harder in the paint than Rust-Oleum
Breaking bread sipping red wine
Like I'm tryna get my holy on
Haters saltier than some sodium
Off a drug or two. I need another few
I love the view. So colorful. It's wonderful. Swear all my dreams are coming true
Deep down I know this all a lie. I hope they don't discover truth
I know this ain't me but it ain't the others too (I said)
Off a drug or two. I need another few
I love the view. So colorful. It's wonderful. Swear all my dreams are coming true
Deep down I know this all a lie. I hope they don't discover truth
I know this ain't me but it ain't the others too (I said)

This that real shit
That all they wanna hear shit
Mind on some clear shit
Going numb I don't feel shit
Throwing dollars at the club shit
On some double cup shit
Not some tryna fall in love shit
That I just came to fuck shit
Ain't that all they wanna hear
All they wanna hear
Ain't that all they wanna hear
Ain't that all they wanna hear
Now drop that ass low. Girl go make it disappear
Then bring it back up. Girl now bring it, bring it over

Written by:
J. Fernung

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