Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song All In , by - Lil Baby. Song from the album My Turn, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 27.02.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Quality Control
Song language: English
All In |
| My momma been told me don’t give no poor performance |
| And whatever you gon' do, just do it |
| Never thought 'bout doin' music |
| I was tryna build my phone up |
| Contact full of drug abusers |
| Ridin' around with that mask tryna figure out what my cousin doin' |
| Prison with the Migos, found out they was sellin' bricks |
| Wish I woulda knew that shit, I woulda been lit |
| Swear to God, since I was seventeen, I been hood rich |
| I be at James Harden house, I’m all in Houston, in the mix |
| I’m talkin' 'bout spare time in New York, I buy floor seats to watch the Knicks |
| And I don’t even know no players |
| I just wanna show off my new drip and put my chains in layers |
| I might just stand up and go crazy, someone make the lay-up |
| And we ain’t squashin' shit for free, you niggas gotta pay us |
| You niggas better pay up, yeah |
| Know he might not beat it, I told the lawyer, «Go for a lighter sentence» |
| I don’t want know no problems with y’all niggas, y’all got women tendencies |
| Ion’t gotta sell drugs no more, I’m bossed up, I got plenty business |
| Ridin' 'round in that Lamb' truck, I wreck this bitch, it ain’t rented |
| Givin' out my respect, get respect in every city |
| Niggas know I came up, but I came back through the slums with Diddy |
| Fucked around and got plugged in, I’m bitin' out that Richard Mille |
| Stay out my lil' brother bidness |
| Just know that they gettin' millions |
| Press the button right there to let the doors in |
| Go hard all year, Ion’t care, I’m goin' all in |
| This house rise every way, she callin' more friends |
| My world or none, ain’t mine, I cannot bargain |
| Sippin' wockiana, come here thotiana |
| Let me buss you down, ah, yeah, yeah |
| What kinda watch you wanted? |
| Man, that’s nothin' mami |
| I’m not bein' funny, ah, yeah, yeah |
| I shoulda knew you was gon' rat the day you told me |
| A hunnid racks in all dubs, it ain’t no foldin' me |
| I ain’t no puppet, ain’t with nobody controllin' me |
| I go LeBron when it’s crunch time, it ain’t no holdin' me |
| Got the Maybach, Benz truck, I’m tryna buy one |
| I told lil' shawty, «Just let bygones be bygones» |
| Tell the Feds, «Get off my dick, I don’t gotta buy guns» |
| Ain’t got the right one, yeah |
| Press the button right there to let the doors in |
| Go hard all year, Ion’t care, I’m goin' all in |
| This house rise every way, she callin' more friends |
| My world or none, ain’t mine, I cannot bargain |
| To let the doors in |
| I’m goin' all in |
| She callin' more friends |
| I cannot bargain |