Yeat – Got it all Lyrics

I’m in paris I’m in paris told her let’s get it uh
I got bands sittin’ on bands told ’em let’s get it uh
My money tall your money small your money midget uh
I had a tonka before I had a urus lil’ bitch had to flip that ball

Fuck what they said about me they don’t know nothin’ they know nothin’ bitch
I’m in a lamb’ I’m pushin’ two hundred bunyan on bunyan bitch
They said they forgot about us but we ran it up we touchin’ money bitch ayy
They said they forgot about us but we ran it up we touchin’ money bitch ayy
They said we ran it up we touchin’ millions ayy but we touchin’ bunyan bitch shh shh
I don’t know nothin’ i don’t know nobody I’m on nothin’ bitch
I’m on the boot-up the cranky the yankee the Xan’ the boot-up lil’ bitch
I heard the kids tryna stop me yeah i touched two mill’ lil’ bitch
I heard they tried to call God bitch i work with the devil kid

I make ‘еm fit on my schedule
Bitch I been working with the dеvil huh
Bitch I been working with the devil huh
I put the pedal to the metal huh
I put this bitch on the bezel huh
I put these diamonds on diamonds on pointers on pointers and not on no metal not on no metal metal
No I don’t fit in the middle
I already went to the top
They playing my shit like a fiddle uh
Ayy ayy ayy ayy I’m making some bands don’t stop yeah

I got a brand new drop drop and watch how y’all just flop yeah dulio 力を貸して
I’m rocking givenchy yeah and I’m rockin’ balenci’ a million
I’m rockin’ that marni baby and I’m rockin’ that ricky shh
How you tryna get stuck up lil’ bitch uh-huh this shit could get tricky
Mm you tryna go run up the kid heard you tryna be blicky buh
I don’t give a fuck ’bout this shit I don’t fuck ’bout a fifty half
I bought a crib in the hills I done got rich rich as fuck
I give a fuck ’bout the feelings lil’ bitch you suckin’ the blick

Ran up the sticks ran up a muhfuckin’ blitz uh
They barely hear what I’m sayin’ but I gotta tell you to get to that brain
I bought a rollie daytona and I bought a ap to match me the face
Wah heard you wan’ pull up and race
I got a muhfuckin’ urus I’m bootin’ up I live in space
I’m in paris I’m in paris told her let’s get it huh
I got bands sittin’ on bands told ’em let’s get it huh
My money tall your money small your money midget huh
I had a tonka before I had a urus lil’ bitch had to flip that ball
Fuck what they said about me they don’t know nothin’ they know nothin’ bitch
I’m in a lamb’ I’m pushin’ two hundred bunyan on bunyan bitch

They said they forgot about us but we ran it up we touchin’ money bitch ayy
They said we ran it up we touchin’ millions ayy but we touchin’ bunyan bitch shh shh
I don’t know nothin’, I don’t know nobody I’m on nothin’ bitch
I’m on the boot-up the cranky the yankee the Xan’ the boot-up lil’ bitch
I heard the kids tryna stop me yeah I touched two mill’ lil’ bitch

I heard they tried to call God bitch I work with the devil kid
I make ’em fit on my schedule
Bitch I been working with the devil huh
Bitch I been working with the devil huh
I put the petal to the metal huh
I put this bitch on the bezel huh
I put these diamonds on diamonds on pointers on pointers and not on no metal not on no metal metal

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