All That (Explicit) - G Herbo/Kodak Black
Lyrics by:Herbert Wright/Bill K. Kapri/Jacob Canady
Composed by:Herbert Wright/Bill K. Kapri/Jacob Canady
ATL Jacob
ATL Jacob
I pop out a Rolls set
All baguette
I ain't ******* with you
*****
I think I'm all that
Swerv'
Hit my accountant
Gave him six-hundred thousand
All checks
Got like six foreign whips
They all black
They all matte
**** her and don't call back
She get stressed
Now she stressed
She get wet off a text
She get text just for sex
I don't bap
I don't flex
Phew
Then I'm on to the next
I be gone off the neck
Huh
Hit the phone when it's dead
Turn the home into black
Eliante
VVS
Ain't no Chrome on my neck
You know that
How he livin' like that
He ain't got no platinum plaques
Swervo pulled up
All roses
Me and foe'nem
Back to back
We them n***as out the 'Raq
Rap
But we don't gotta rap
All black whip to blick the MAC
It ain't nothin' to get you whacked
In the studio with MACs
So I might forget to rap
Where I'm from
Like Vietnam
Most my ******* from the 'Raq
We just good at postin' a gun
Never made them ******* clap
Yeah
Ain't really ate nothin' today
But some beans
Boy
We ain't gon' tell you that you food
We just gon' eat
Boy
Turn me up a little
Boy
I can't hear them n***as
You play Malcolm Middle
Then you droppin' the rental
Hmm
I ain't no worried 'bout no fake-a*s
Lame-a*s
Suckin' d**k for a deal
Gay-a*s rapper n***a
Like a birthday cake
You get your face smashed
ASAP
Snipers always first to strike
'Cause I don't like to pay back
At race track
I'm sellin' gas
Charmin
I'm on n***as a*s
Brand new 'Rari
Bought it cash
Totin' a carbon
I'm with a flash
I run from *******
Fall in love with me too fast
I don't run from smoke
This **** for sure
Go ask the task
ATL Jacob