All Day lyrics

[Intro]
Skrr (Swi-Swishrr beats)
G2, G2, G2, G2, G2, G2, G2
G2, G2, G2, G2, G2, G2, G2

[Verse 1]
Ayy, ayy, V8 engine in the front, huh
I got a bad b*tch in the back (I do)
Ayy, b*tch, I ain't really with the stunts
They hear my sh*t and run it back
Hey, know n*ggas tryna see what I'm on
Hey, know n*ggas f*ckin' with the kid (On God, woo)
Finesse the label, now I'm gone (Woo)
Could teach yo ass how to get rich

[Chorus]
All day (Yeah), been countin' up all day (All day)
My b*tch on that runway, she f*ck with my feng shui (Feng shui)
Two fifty on Cartier watch (Skrrt), [?]
I'm takin' off, n*gga just watch
From Monday to Sunday

[Verse 2]
They said to kill or be killed
I'm killin' with Louie V fabrics
b*tch I gotta lot on my mind, I ain't losin' it, n*gga somethin' like the Mavericks
Put on for my brothers, every chance I get, 'cause I want 'em up if somethin' happen (Hmm)
I'm startin' to realize that I'm really sick that b*tch said she hate me, started laughing
[?] cup, gotta re-up
These n*ggas fags it's sum' like Madea
f*ck that b*tch once, tell her, "See you"
I get a bag, she wet like a [?]
Got fye on my lap everytime that I pop out, 'cause I don't really f*ck with people
That b*tch she lyin' if she say that I don't got racks, put that b*tch in high rise then I leave her (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, that's just what I do (I do)
We got motion, but what about you? (No cap)
It's some n*ggas that sh*tted on me, tryna come back around, man that's really the truth
Had to kick em' the f*ck out the crew
Had to kick the b*tch out of my spot
That b*tch asked me, how many times of the week do I laugh to the bank, b*tch I do that a lot (C'mon, c'mon)
[Chorus]
All day, been countin' up all day
My b*tch on that runway (Doo), she f*ck with my feng shui
Two fifty on Cartier watch, [?]
I'm takin' off, n*gga just watch
From Monday to Sunday

[Verse 3]
Skrrt, skrrt
Ayy, freak hoe tryna eat me down to the bone
I was down on my ass, I had to figure out, lil' b*tch I got this sh*t on my own
Someone told my twin gotta re-up, then I started sippin', it's the only way I can cope
n*gga it's only me and Rx poppin' from my city I swear I'm the hope
And when my brother died, swear to God that sh*t affected me right down to the core
I'm just tryna unwind, f*ckin' on this b*tch named Bethany, I swear she a whore (Slatt, slatt, slatt)
And my twin got a 9 millimeter beam attached, in case we ready for war
b*tch you wastin' my time, send her to the clothin' section, then I head straight to the door
Got some money, but lil' b*tch I want more
Huh, got some hang time, tryna pull her hair straight to the floor
Huh, take a step inside my shoes, baby I could show you the ropes
But don't get this sh*t confused, baby, once I nut, gotta go
And I'm back in the city, coolin' with my gang countin' up-

[Chorus]
All day (Day), been countin' up all day (All day)
My b*tch on that runway (No cap), she f*ck with my feng shui (She do)
Two fifty on Carti', Carti'
Ayy (Skrrt, skrrt), two fifty on Cartier watch
[?]
I'm takin' off, n*gga just watch (Let do it)
[Verse 4]
Feel like Harden, he stirrin' the pot (C'mon)
I wear Prada on everything that I step out in, and lil' b*tch and that's down to the socks (No cap)
Big body, I'm swervin' the lot (Let's go)
I can't trust the lil' b*tch, she be lyin'
Don't try to check up on me, b*tch I'm fine
Gotta make sure this money in line

[Outro]
No cap