I Want It All lyrics

[Intro]
(808 Mafia), Young Guapo
Young Guapo
Metro Boomin want some more n*gga
Young Guapo, let's get it

[Chorus: Jose Guapo]
Money, cars, clothes, hoes
Money, cars, clothes, jewelry
Money, cars, clothes, hoes
Money, cars, clothes, jewelry
I want it all, I want it all
I want all the jewelry, I want all the hoes
I want it all, I want it all
I want all the clothes, I want all the cars
I want it all, I want it all
I want all the money
I want it all, I want it all
I want everything, I want everything

[Verse 1: Jose Guapo]
You ever dreamed about something then woke up and went got it?
From an old school Chevy to a foreign big body
n*gga look at my closet, that's a whole lotta tags
We don't look at no prices, n*ggas never be counting
I don't need no accountant, I count this sh*t by myself
I'ma keep on drinking lean but I know it's bad for my health
I'ma skeet on my belt, I'ma up on my wealth
And when she let me in that pus*y I'ma go Michael Phelps
We just some young wild n*ggas from the projects
And you can google me, b*tch I'm worth a big check
[Chorus: Jose Guapo]
Money, cars, clothes, hoes
Money, cars, clothes, jewelry
Money, cars, clothes, hoes
Money, cars, clothes, jewelry
I want it all, I want it all
I want all the jewelry, I want all the hoes
I want it all, I want it all
I want all the clothes, I want all the cars
I want it all, I want it all
I want all the money
I want it all, I want it all
I want everything, I want everything

[Verse 2: Blac Youngsta]
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Half a million in my furniture
Gang, gang, bang, bang, bang
Get out of line and I point at ya
Me and my n*ggas rep the same gang
Haters still live under ya
Used to be broke, I got my money up
If your n*ggas fall, help your homie up
I got a Mac-11, Mac in my tummy tucked
Know these n*ggas ain't want no war with us
Ain't want no war with us
I'm bout to feel on her tits
I might just give her some di*k
(?) pull her whole way
I might just f*ck the lil b*tch in my grandmama crib
Got racks in my attic yeah
They know I'm a savage yeah
Did so many bad things
I might not go to Heaven yeah
[Chorus: Jose Guapo]
Money, cars, clothes, hoes
Money, cars, clothes, jewelry
Money, cars, clothes, hoes
Money, cars, clothes, jewelry
I want it all, I want it all
I want all the jewelry, I want all the hoes
I want it all, I want it all
I want all the clothes, I want all the cars
I want it all, I want it all
I want all the money
I want it all, I want it all
I want everything, I want everything