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