All That lyrics

[Hook: TaySav]
b*tch, we stack that money to the motherf*cking ceiling
Wake up, grab my pole, ain't no stop that motherf*cking killing
Cause we with all that
Yeah, my n*ggas all that
And we bringing all racks
What's the dress code? All black
I say, b*tch, you know we trappin' through the motherf*cking Pole
If it's four less than O, don't call my motherf*cking phone!
What we selling? All crack
What we throwing? All racks
What I'm speaking? All facts
What you working? All packs

[Verse 1: TaySav]

b*tch, you broke, why you out here flexing? You know you ain't checking
b*tch, I'm first, and I need them seconds, and I need some extras
Call my phone if it's 'bout some work, I get it gone in seconds
Call my phone if it's 'bout some work, I send him to that reverend
I ain't playing, what the f*ck you saying? b*tch, I been the man
I'm with that clan
b*tch, we selling grams, I just made fifty bands
You ain't my friend, try to shake my hand, I leave you where you stand
Who is fam? Nah, that ain't my mans, now rob him out his pants!
But we ain't hurting
b*tch, we selling work
Buy yo b*tch a purse!
Try to sell packs on my block, you get yo goofy ass dispersed
And if you [?], I'll lay yo b*tch ass in a hearse
Way this .40 made him twitch, you think that n*gga had a curse
Boy, this sh*t lethal
When them killers see you, yeah, they leave you see through
Ridin' round the pole in foreign's, used to ride around in Regal's
b*tch, now me and gang be touring, we still ride around with Eagles
If you need some work and I'm not 'round, I'll plug you with my peoples