Did It All lyrics

[Verse 1: AK Bandamont]
I made a killing off that drank, I got purp money
You say you're tryna change your life, come get a verse from me
I just cut in this b*tch, like come and work for me
I got tired of cuttin' up the cut, that sh*t the worst money
Lets have a [?], lil gang, you could learn from me
Lil dog keep barking like he rich, he ain't worth nothin'
I just got a half a slab of clean dope, you on the [?], touch it
I finna hit the bank, I'll show the dub and now the clerk rushin'
Aha, yeah, I mean the clerk Russian
I just got a Lil Uzi, but it ain't Vert, it got a verse for me
I told this b*tch, "If you really love me then get a perc for me"
I just threw a [?] on a [?] and it got a twerk button

[Verse 2: Gudda Tezz]
Customized the Glock, f*ck a hair, this a burst button
Hit him in his head, it's puffing out like a burnt muffin
Shorty with the sh*ts, she let off shots, I think she's Dirk cousin
Pop out with structure, looks pro but ain't rehearse nothin'
She said she wanna f*ck me off the drugs, I threw a perc on her
This b*tch suck me like a pro, she super-slurped on 'em
Burnt a red Bible at this b*tch crib to get the curse off her
You want me to quit trapping? Come buy the rest of this work of me

[Verse 3: AK Bandamont]
I can't think, b*tch [?], I ain't the best talker
You boys ain't come across them [?] like you a [?]
I just stepped on a plug's neck and I ain't mad, I f*cked his step-daughter
Then I called my n*gga Tezz, "Lets go to Ben Baller"
I see why these n*ggas mad 'cause they ain't got a lane
You like, "AK you done made 500 why you ain't gotta chain?"
Cause I'd rather go get a bunch of 'caine and make a bunch of plays
I done blew a hundred the last two months and got a bunch of K's
I just ran through a n*gga trap, and took the door off it
I [?] the union up, [?]
Forgot I had an eighty stash in the trap, I took the floor off it
This n*gga asked about my trap phone, it was a [?]
[Verse 4: Gudda Tezz]
Forgot I dropped two 30's in that drank, I hear the Lord talkin'
Collab'd our minds together, as a gang we the forefathers
If I can't hit him from a range, do a walk up
Like back in school, but it's not really the same, you're getting chalked up
Speaking under your breath, what you saying? n*gga talk up
My day one n*ggas set the play and failed, we went and bought guns
Got tired of setting the play and robbing n*ggas and went and bought plugs
Me and gang and 'em the reason the whole city runnin' out of drugs
And I don't pay no b*tch to f*ck, but I done bought her walls
I done slam in perc in this b*tch ocean, that's a cannonball
The Himalayasian punch up sights and do Asian fraud
b*tch I'm f*cking up that chicken, take the Cajun off
Cause I don't want my sh*t cut, you gotta shake it all
I add the work and sh*t myself and then shake it all
These n*ggas gimmick, can't do the sh*t themselves, they gotta base it off
Coerce a rich n*gga out his sh*t bro, take them Races off
"Yeah bro I like your shoes- n*gga take 'em off!

[Verse 5: AK Bandamont]

I done kind of changed the way I moved and now it's paying off
Make a dud and spent half on all drugs, you can't save it all