Big Sean – All I Know (feat. Wiz Khalifa) (2012) | Track profile | Dork

Big Sean – All I Know (feat. Wiz Khalifa) (2012) | Track profile | Dork

Lyrics

All I Know (feat. Wiz Khalifa)

Yeah, Finally Famous gettin' it
Yeah

Could you tell me where to go? I need direction
Where are we now? What's the intersection?
Motherfuck my phone, it never has reception
In this cold world, it's all about collections
So I, I stack paper and keep it ghetto
Oh, cause when you rich you are on top of the world
I made a promise to the mirror
That I'd never, ever, ever go broke
Ridin' through the city, I be ridin' through the city
All I know is bad bitches, I got Finally Famous with me though
Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

So I'mma drink and smoke and fuck and go, go, go
Like it's all I know, all I know
Like it's all I know, all I know
Like it's all I know, all I know
Like it's all I know, all I know
Oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh

Well I'm flyin' over, literally flyin' over cities
Got my carry on but really wish I had a pound with me though
My watch is 30,000 dollars, Dolce & Gabbana
I done spent so much on Prada, I don't wanna know
I'm the reason that your bitch is smokin' weed now
No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints
Seen the how-to video, now he on point
And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one
If I ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none
Just put on one of me and Big Sean's CDs and roll me some
And there's only one, you know, you know
Khalifa got, I stay high like Pluto

Okay, I'm goin' hard (I'm goin' hard)
I'm goin' dumb (I'm goin' dumb)
I'm goin' in (I'm goin' in)
'Til I'm goin' numb ('Til I'm goin' numb)
I got a lot to say, I don't hold my tongue
I just hold money, don't hold me up
Rollin' up more green than a hole in one
You got more than me? Then shit, roll somethin'
See, I be off of that tree (Tree), people tell me I shouldn't be
But early on my mom taught me that everything green is good for me
I wake up to three girls, my role model is Hugh Hef'
I gave your girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck (God)
I don't dance, I two-step, my weed loud, it suplex
I came up from that basement, man, straight up out of that duplex
Bitch, if I ain't a G, I'm a OG
Two fingers on my joint, one to the police

And I'mma drink and smoke and fuck and go, go, go
Like it's all I know, all I know
Like it's all I know, all I know
Like it's all I know, all I know
Like it's all I know, all I know
Oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh

Yeah, oh
Yeah, oh

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