​all i got lyrics

by

Summrs



[Intro]
Double R, Bird Business, n*gga (Desire)
Yeah (Rino baby, Rino baby, yeah)
If you ain't with it, f*ck you, n*gga (Rino baby)
All I gotta say (Rino baby)
I f*ck with this beat by the way Go', f*ck it

[Verse 1]
Uh, let me show you how I come on, got an ARP with a drum on it
n*gga know li' Rino gettin' to the cheese, but you know I never told nun' (Hahahahaha, yeah)
b*tch ass n*ggas be cops, we ain't f*ckin' with they pus*y ass (Uh-uh)
In my video, props, catch me on the street that's a real gat (Uh-huh)
Buddy'll for sure get popped, yeah, turn his ass to a statistic
sh*t get critical, bad b*tch wanna be in my video (No)
I got my Ksubis on, now I want a Rolls Royce with the roof gone (Grrr)
Rino gettin' to them knots, this sh*t'll never stop
I'm cruisin' on drank, my brother on pot
I f*ck with Ben Frank', he taught me a lot
I walk in thе bank, you n*ggas just plot
Pray for them to rot, (It's all I got), it's all I got, it's all I got (Rino, Rino)

[Bridge]
(She say she wan' f*ck with li' Rino)
(Oh, you wan' f*ck with li' Rino, uh-uh?)
(Hеh, you know how this could get though)
(You know, I'll hit your friend though, ah)
(Oh-ho, alright, mama, hehe, hehe)
[Verse 2]
With this Glock I might James Bond
Get the f*ck from 'round me, you ain't my kind
Recordin' myself on my laptop, n*gga, I ain't payin' for no studio time
I'm still up on my grind, been doin' this sh*t since a youngin', they listen to Rino they bumpin'
Lifestyle really funny, your ex-n*gga bummy, the Maybach jump, it got bunnies
Everything these n*ggas did I done done, I hit the b*tch once then I punt it
Take care of my shooters, some of my young n*ggas lost and they come from Bermuda
I ain't no lil' boy, baby, I attract cougars
Don't let 'em fool you, li' Rino'll do you
Know you heard how I'll put a Glock to the n*gga face and tell 'em to move it
I got sh*t bust up in my city
n*gga I'm the richest out my city
And I don't say it unless I did it (Did it, did it, did it)
You n*ggas be so silly
Put diamonds on her muh'f*ckin' neck and ear, I know that she hear me
Put diamonds on her other ear, I gave the b*tch a wet willy
Feel like Wayne, when I touch my first milly, I hit the mall trippin'
You could delete my number and you could block me b*tch I don't need ya
Got pink in my cup like Easter
Diamond crosses on my neck, got a mic in my hand like a preacher
b*tch jaw dropped soon as I walked in, soon as I seen her
You ain't gotta worry, lil' twin, you can keep her, you can keep her, keep her, keep her
Away from me, I don't want no b*tch next to me
As you can see, I'm runnin' up that green, I'm runnin' up that cheese, I'm gettin' so elite
Can't walk a mile in my shoes, it get deep
And the other reason, it's LV
[Outro]
(You know me, check the receipt, n*gga)
(Double R, Bird Business)
(Yeah, I told you I was that one)
(Ya heard me?)
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #
Copyright © 2012 - 2021 BeeLyrics.Net