ALL TEN (feat. Lil Baby)

Stand on all ten, it ain't a soul that's gon' take from me

Lot of **** life be fairytale, they shit be make-believe

If I tell the bitch I'll be right back, yeah, she gon' wait for me

I love model bitches, fucked every name from A to Z

Yeah, these **** got me fucked up, these **** got me pissed

How the fuck these **** mad at me 'cause I got rich?

They mad at me 'cause these **** went broke and they need fix? Huh

They ain't give me nothing, I ain't giving no grown man shit, huh

These **** handshakes getting weirder and weirder

Look every man eye to eye, I don't fear them

These little **** act worser than bitches

I ain't buy my other bitch a purse in a minute

I ain't take a pretty bitch to Turks in a minute

I ain't put no **** in a hearse in a minute

I be high as fuck, I ain't been on Earth in a minute

I always talk to God, but I ain't been to church in a minute

Crosses on my pants, I'm a Christian for real

Fuck a weak bitch, I fuck with vixens for real

At the end of it, I stand on business for real

Thug life, money over bitches for real

I know how it feel to beat the streets up

Bankroll kinda small, gotta beef it up

It's forever with us, we don't gotta keep it touched

I'll put it on your head, lil' ****, keep it up

30 thousand ones, 30 rounds on me

Fuck around and make it shower on 'em, make it shower on 'em

Keep on acting like you having motion, you're just in the way

Ain't never too far from this shit, I'm just a flight away

I seen **** trip and fall, I tie up they shoelaces

Young, fly, lit bitch got rich off suitcases

Ain't slept since my last pill, it seems like five days since

Every time I hold up my wrist, it's a new face, bitch

I shouldn't have got a whip for her, she came to my convention

She taxing these ****, she give me a commission

Only time these bitches could get at me is my mentions

Buy it for her, get it tailored, I know her dimensions

She so in love with CC, it's all over her wishlist

They took her to the backroom, I let her get the big shit

These bitches filled with envy, don't put them in your business

I let you go for whatever you want, and she ain't get shit

I'm 800 in on Chrome jeans, camo shorts and a long sleeve

I'll be gone for a month or two, I'm knocking off this money

I gotta keep some racks inside my reach, this shit get lonely

My bed big enough for twenty vibes, how the fuck this shit get lonely?

Bro taught us get our own shit, my Glock under my armpit

I'm turning up with **** hoes like I ain't got my own bitch

We took off on an island, both of our phones on silent

Like fuck what you heard about me, you gotta come and try this

These **** handshakes getting weirder and weirder

Look every man eye to eye, I don't fear them

These little **** act worser than bitches

I ain't buy my other bitch a purse in a minute

I ain't take a pretty bitch to Turks in a minute

I ain't put no **** in a hearse in a minute

I be high as fuck, I ain't been on Earth in a minute

I always talk to God, but I ain't been to church in a minute