Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song All The Money In The World, artist - Lil Poppa.
Date of issue: 08.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
All The Money In The World |
VVS Melody |
Oh yeah, this came from Marz |
Nigga, oh-woah |
Ain’t got time for a bitch |
Say what you want about me but I ain’t going like a bitch |
I done took my lick |
Make 'em suffer every chance I get |
And they wonder why I ain’t say nothing |
And when they man’s got hit, they’ll spend all them bands on attempts |
I know them fuck niggas sick |
Heard he crashed the whole whip, that’s what the fuck nigga get |
Bitch, I been grinding my whole life, it ain’t no luck in this shit |
Ain’t with the cuffing, we fucking or nothing, lil' bitch |
I don’t trust, leave Chevy outside with the stick |
I rap about all these purple hearts |
We surviving this shit |
They ain’t built like us, that’s why they dying and shit |
You sell them young niggas dreams, why you lying to them jits? |
I put my lil' brothers on flights, I got 'em flying and shit |
I could have all the money in the world, still won’t have time for a bitch |
See, they gon' make a RIP post, act like they crying to forget |
They got my dance on TikTok, my sister proud of that shit |
I get a thrill off of that, come to me smiling and shit |
Racks in my sweatpants, don’t need a stylist, you bitch |
Only time them youngins miss shit if a child in their witchu |
Probably in the city with a TEC, they playing foul on a nigga |
His dawg name in black and white, he turned cow on this nigga |
A nigga I loved went on a drill, I had to drop him off |
I don’t know why, just from how he move, I know he kinda soft |
20/20 Perky heads, I sold him tylenol |
Bro’nem fighting for they life, they had to find the law |
I’m a hundred thousand cash in penitentiary |
Sentenced at sixteen, that nigga doing a century |
(Brrt) If you mention me |
And we on everybody ass and we ain’t known for showing sympathy |
I be thinking 'bout my dawg, that shit be getting me |
Back door be wide open the vibes niggas giving me |
Niggas that we treated like hoes thinking 'bout killing me |
Niggas leave they brothers and trick the hoes, shit be killing me |
I could have all the money in the world, still won’t have time for a bitch |
See, they gon' make a RIP post, act like they crying to forget |
They got my dance on TikTok, my sister proud of that shit |
I get a thrill off of that, come to me smiling and shit |
Racks in my sweatpants, don’t need a stylist, you bitch |
Only time them youngins miss shit if a child in their witchu |
Probably in the city with a TEC, they playing foul on a nigga |
His dawg name in black and white, he turned cow on this nigga |
See, they gon' make a RIP post, act like they crying to forget |
My sister proud of that shit |
I get a thrill off of that, come to me smiling and shit |
Only time them youngins miss shit if a child in their witchu |
Put his dawg name in black and white, he turned cow on this nigga |