All This

[Intro: Yung Mal] All this Gunna Hmm, real Molly working, all this money got me nervous Huh, what [Chorus: Yung Mal] All this, molly working, all this money got me nervous All these foreigns with the curtain, double park 'em right on curbs All this, pimp purple got me geeked up like I'm Urkel All this mud in my cup, bitch I pour that shit on purpose All this, molly working, all this money got me nervous All these foreigns with the curtain, bitch don't try me like a worker All this damn purple got me goin' around in circles All this mud in my cup, bitch I pour that shit on purpose, all this [Verse 1: Gunna] All this cheese, must be cottage VVS chain, hang on my wallet All these hoes, must be a party Dripping clothes, my drip exotic All of this syrup having me naseous Nigga want raw, let's be logic All of these sticks, better be catious Got to get rich, I went and got it Rev the G8, I want a Masi Picking these dates, all of it's profit Gaining more weight, pockets is sloppy They can't relate, still try to copy Nigga embrace, Gunna be modest Bitch buy the Wraith, go 'head and ride it All this heat, Gunna the hottest, uh [Chorus: Yung Mal] Molly working, all this money got me nervous All these foreigns with the curtain, double park 'em right on curbs All this, pimp purple got me geeked up like I'm Urkel All this mud in my cup, bitch I pour that shit on purpose All this, molly working, all this money got me nervous All these foreigns with the curtain, bitch don't try me like a worker All this damn purple got me goin' around in circles All this mud in my cup, bitch I pour that shit on purpose, all this [Verse 2: Lil Quill] All this mud, I'm pourin' this shit up on purpose All of this bud, I jump in the truck up to serve it No uppercuts, or we gonna pull up with them shooters and thugs And they gon' take off with your money I had to run this shit up, and I had to do this shit urgent He gon' pull up with the steel with the drum like the purges If you not having no bag, then that mean that you are not working I'm just not goin' out sad, you selling pussy for purchase I'm going bad, high off of kush I was swerving Ain't nothing but tags, I just bought my lil bitch a Birkin When we go in Saks, we don't fuck around like a virgin Don't care what it cost, we is gon' spend it, no we is not limited Don't care 'bout that call that you sending your young niggas here Don't care 'bout this bitch that I'm with 'cause I know she be flirtin' All this, fuckin' cash, I got rubber bands [Chorus: Yung Mal] Molly working, all this money got me nervous All these foreigns with the curtain, double park 'em right on curbs All this, pimp purple got me geeked up like I'm Urkel All this mud in my cup, bitch I pour that shit on purpose All this, molly working, all this money got me nervous All these foreigns with the curtain, bitch don't try me like a worker All this damn purple got me goin' around in circles All this mud in my cup, bitch I pour that shit on purpose, all this