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Artist: Slump6s
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All There (feat. Yung Bans)
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All There (feat. Yung Bans)
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Huh, yeah
Yeah
Let's go, let's go
I just woke up, checked my bank account and it's all there
On 1100 with the slatts, yeah, we all here
Free my brother Melly, swear my nigga been locked up all year
Took a nigga main and paint her face, we can all share
Tall skinny nigga, she say I look like a ball player
I don't do no malls, you know everything I got rare
Lit this bitch up, my neck look like a chandelier
Bitch, my neck look like a chandelier
If I'm [?], it ain't on the market
[?] Martian
Off of this Earth, I feel like a Martian
Hop in the spaceship and I start it
All of my bitches look like Barbies
Rockstar, Ed Hardy
All these rap niggas be garbage
Got me stayin' with Playboi Carti
I just woke up, checked my bank account, and it's all there
I've been gettin' rack, on rack, on rack, and it's all year
Mink coat, got fur all on my back, like a tall bear
He was talkin' on a neck, now his boy is a polar bear
I'ma count a hundred bands, lil' bitch
Big stick, when he seen, he ran
Good drank, yeah, we sip it again
Talk down, he [?] again
I'ma fuck up on her sister again
Heat a nigga like a blister again
I'ma drop another hit again
She all on me 'cause I'm rich, goddamn
Stars on the roof, feelin' like an alien
A hundred shooters and they all aliens
Walk in the party, she all in my face again
I roll another one and I'm facin' it
Big body coupe, man, I feel like racin' it
I see the bar, Then I'm always raisin' it
These niggas dried out like a raisins
Fuckin' the game up, need some maintenance
Yeah, money, it's so high, it's damn near touching God
Yeah, life is good like Future, I ain't talkin' Odd
Yeah, your lil' man a loser, he not touchin' I
Yeah, turned him to an angel, we gon' make him fly
I just woke up, checked my bank account and it's all there
On 1100 with the slatts, yeah, we all here
Free my brother Melly, swear my nigga been locked up all year
Took a nigga main and paint her face, we can all share
Tall skinny nigga, she say I look like a ball player (woah)
I don't do no malls, you know everything I do rare (woah)
Lit this bitch up, my neck look like a chandelier (woah, woah, woah)
Bitch, my neck look like a chandelier
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