All Love lyrics

[Intro: Heembeezy]
Yeah, yeah, b*tch
Turn me up
Yeah
n*gga, yeah

[Chorus: Heembeezy]
Let's be real, n*gga, I'm too legit, all my b*tches ain't average
Never lackin', it's me and my dog, two Glocks up in traffic
Yeah, my b*tch trippin' on my b*tch, all y'all hoes could add me
Think she stupid, I don't even got no kids, she callin' me daddy
Yeah, I'm in the club with all of my thugs, pockets full of dubs
b*tch ain't wanna f*ck when I was broke, now she beggin' for hugs
Sorry, boo, I forgot to text you, but it's all love
If I ain't answer I was gettin' money or high off of drugs

[Verse 1: Heembeezy]
Yeah, she wanna f*ck me off the Percocet, she f*ck with Pеrky sex
My b*tch bad, she look like Rihanna, I want hеr for dinner
Yeah, that's my bad, I had left the Trojan, I left it up in her
And got a bag, she ain't used to it, so I had to hustle in it
Yeah, I can't go outside without my nina
I could never be trippin' off no b*tch, dog, you can keep her
Nah, n*gga, I don't need her
Yeah, let her put my chain on
That pus*y make a n*gga wanna go put a ring on it
b*tch tat my name on her
[Chorus: Heembeezy]
Let's be real, n*gga, I'm too legit, all my b*tches ain't average
Never lackin', it's me and my dog, two Glocks up in traffic
Yeah, my b*tch trippin' on my b*tch, all y'all hoes could add me
Think she stupid, I don't even got no kids, she callin' me daddy

[Verse 2: Wizz Havinn]
n*gga play before the club, we just gon' clear the parking lot (We gon' clear the parking lot)
Pull up wide-body kit and takin' up two parking spots (Uh)
Cap-ass n*gga just talk a lot (Talk a lot), say he street, I know he not (Know he not)
Reach for this, he know he shot (Baow, baow), n*gga be workin' with the cops (Uh)
We be surfin' on the blocks (Yeah), puttin' work in on the pot (Skrrt, skrrt)
Pull up, catch a play, then I'm out (I'm out), I be where n*ggas is not (They not)
I can eyeball that sh*t, I ain't gotta use no clock (I don't need it)
Two-tone Carti' on my wrist and this b*tch got stupid rocks (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Heembeezy]
Let's be real, n*gga, I'm too legit, all my b*tches ain't average
Never lackin', it's me and my dog, two Glocks up in traffic
Yeah, my b*tch trippin' on my b*tch, all y'all hoes could add me
Think she stupid, I don't even got no kids, she callin' me daddy
Yeah, I'm in the club with all of my thugs, pockets full of dubs
b*tch ain't wanna f*ck when I was broke, now she beggin' for hugs
Sorry, boo, I forgot to text you, but it's all love
If I ain't answer I was gettin' money or high off of drugs