All This Money

I should make 'em say

Oh, my God, hey

I ain't done shit all my life, hey

I'm about to spend four, 'bout five, hey

I'm about to spend all this money

Oh, my God, hey

I ain't done shit all my life, hey

I'm about to spend four, 'bout five, hey

I'm about to spend all this money

Yeah, I'm about to break a whole check, yeah

In my 'Melo jersey, no gold, no back, yeah

I ain't got much, but it'll make a **** fresh, yeah

We the indie Puffy, spend the budget on a set, yeah

Yeah, spend it all on a video

Riding in a slingshot, downtown pretty though

Tell me when to go, just bumping in the radio

Tell me when you're going to the mall, I'm tryna spend it, bro

Yeah, guess they right, never shoulda gave **** money

Got fat 'cause there used to be nothing in my tummy

Got my foot up in the door and all my **** coming

And Parker so smart that he got y'all all, dummy

Was pretty bad before, now I'm just reckless

Apple Ciroc for dinner, lunch and breakfast

You know how it goes, if you got it, better spend it

And if you ain't got it, I suggest you go and get it, get it

Oh, my God, hey

I ain't done shit all my life, hey

I'm about to spend four, 'bout five, hey

I'm about to spend all this money

Oh, my God, hey

I ain't done shit all my life, hey

I'm about to spend four, 'bout five, hey

I'm about to spend all this money

Yeah, a pretty motherfucker

Better go and smile for the camera

Might stash a little, I ain't going out like Hammer

Can't spare to save my life, I'm getting money from my grandma

The boy's so charming, I get it from my grandma

Now I ain't got a lot, but it's more than a little bit

Same old drugs, I ain't out here getting ignorant

But I'd be lying, though, if I said I'm not belligerent

I guess that's just the life when you out here killing shit

Yeah, yeah, I'm out here killing shit

Massacre, killing shit, maybe not a little bit

Okay, not even little bit, you get it? Yeah, a little bit

Okay, I'm sounding ignorant

Spent my last fifty cents out my fucking piggy bank

They ain't got no veggie shit on the dollar menu, man

Now a **** hungry but my fit is on Pootie Tang, yep

Unruly, man, fit is on Pootie Tang

Graduated from Cooley, man, **** gon' do his thing

I'm nice as f

Oh, my God, hey

I ain't done shit all my life, hey

I'm about to spend four, 'bout five, hey

I'm about to spend all this money

Oh, my God, hey

I ain't done shit all my life, hey

I'm about to spend four, 'bout five, hey

I'm about to spend all this money

Hey, hey, man, let, let me tell you something, man

I don't care if you got twenty-seven dollars in your paycheck

Go ahead, take your ass to H&M or Zara or something

Get you a couple shirts

Just don't get one of them motherfuckers with the zippers on the side

Muhfucka, I don't even, I don't even know who's idea it was

To put the zipper on the side, like what, what you gon'

I, I don't know what the fuck I'm saying