All Y’all

(GT) huh, yeah, woah
Ayy, you know I like to have fun I like
To take em back on that old school shit
Yeah, look

Money talking like they my baby
Seeing these brand-new faces had
Shootouts in different places
Shottas talk overrated that money
Come different phrases yeah yeah
Heard these niggas want some
Smoke with them babies bullet exit his dome
Come in contact with the others
My homie died from that fire for
A fact man I lovе him
We cannot throw no white flags I
Made that choicе so I’m thuggin
Don’t give a fuck cause when it’s up I
Drop that bag for to bust him
These niggas pussy all y’all
Jewellery glass man
Man that shit won’t blind a nigga
When he shoot ain’t missing
And all that shit they
Rap about ain’t feeling i learnt how to read
A nigga sitting penitentiary
Post in them trenches on the the
Most dangerous block in the Wraith
Up on a nigga with the Glock that
I just bought out the 8
Approaches talking out his top we shoot
Him dead in his face
We all did time I can’t rewind I
Did some months in that cage
Too many guns they counting nine the
Police came did a raid
They took 10 thousand of the money
My big brother had saved
Never got caught for selling drugs
But violate thirty days
When Ben got caught ain’t say a thing
I had to give him a raise

We oh we oh we we oh we oh we
We oh we oh we we killing all y’all
We oh we oh we we oh we oh we
We oh we oh we we killing all y’all