All Of Them (Demo 1) lyrics

[Intro: Rich The Kid & Playboi Carti]
Huh
We havin' too many (Nah)
We havin' too many (Nah)
(You dig?)
All of them
I f*ck with all of them
f*ck with all of them
I f*ck with all of them
Said I like, uh, said I like all of them
I like all of them (Yeah)

[Chorus: Playboi Carti & Rich The Kid]
Yeah, I like all of them, uh
I f*ck all of them, ooh
I f*ck all of them, huh
I f*ck all of them
Ooh, said I like uh, ayy, I like all of them (What?)
Since I like all of them, ooh, I might f*ck all of them
Might f*ck all of them (Huh?)
Might f*ck all of them (What?)
Since I like all of them (Yeah), I might f*ck all of them (Yeah)
Might f*ck all of them (Yeah)
Might f*ck all of them, yuh

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid & Playboi Carti]
I might f*ck her in my coupe (Yeah)
Pullin' up minus the roof
I'm f*ckin' all of them money as tall as thе Gucci's
I'm walkin' with Benjamins
I walk in with tons of the cash
All of thesе b*tches they laugh
They peepin' yo' swag
You get it from dad
I'm poppin' them tags
I'm poppin' them tags
They copy the wave I'm the father (Father)
These b*tches they f*ckin' regardless (What?)
Upload that hoe on the Snapchat (Snapchat)
f*ck her one time get no call back (Yah)
I put yo' hoe on a jetpack (Jetpack)
I put yo' hoe on a jetpack
I keep this sh*t in a book bag
Brought that, I see ya' hoe and she ain't all that
And I'm all that
I want the bimmer and all that
I want the xannies and all that
[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
All of them
I might f*ck all of them
Might f*ck all of them
Might f*ck all of them
Since I like all of them, I might f*ck all of them
Might f*ck all of them
Might f*ck all of them
Since I like all of them, Might f*ck all of them
Might f*ck all of them
Since I like all of them, I might f*ck all of them
I fuh—, I f*ck with all of them

[Verse 2: Rich The Kid & Playboi Carti]
Bentley might pull out the phantom
I'm taking yo' hoe for ransom
My diamonds they doin' the dancin'
I'm flexin' on b*tches can't stand it
I f*cked that bih' in the phantom
Ooh yah, aye romantic, aye
Then I go dirty the Fanta, ooh
I spent a check on my sandals, ooh
Carti back, Molly the party pack (Huh?)
Flexin' around with a lot of racks (What?)
They bad so I'm f*ckin' on all of them (What?)
The plug no need for callin' him
My b*tches to foreign they travelin' (Travelin')
Ain't cuffin' these b*tches you kissin' them (What?)
She bringin' a friend now there's 3 of them
They bad I might just f*ck all of them
[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Ooh, I might f*ck all of them
Might f*ck all of them
Might f*ck all of them
Since I like all of them, I might f*ck all of them
Might f*ck all of them
Might f*ck all of them
Since I like all of them, might f*ck all of them
Might f*ck all of them
Since I like all of them, I might f*ck all of them
I fu—, I f*ck with all of them