All In - Chief Keef

All in, all in

If you tossing money I am all in

Heard you wanna laugh nigga ball then

I just left yo bitch and I got all in

All in, all in

Yo bitch on me cuz I keep balling

And I swear that this money keep calling

But as long as it keeps coming I am all in

Aww damn

Just got some guns and some balls yeaa

Never wanna hear all in

That mac and tec be cousins

They be bussin, they cussin

Toolie out im like fuck it

Unless the police come I won’t tuck it for nothing

Heard niggas on that fuck shit

Click clack this nina ready to fuck shit

Catch up no Dj Mustard

Boy you ain’t getting no money if I ain’t love it

Money be my discussion

You ain’t discussing money, I ain’t talkin

All in, all in

If you tossing money I am all in

Heard you wanna laugh nigga ball then

I just left yo bitch and I got all in

All in, all in

Yo bitch on me cuz I keep balling

And I swear that this money keep calling

But as long as it keeps coming I am all in

All in, met yo bitch and I was all in that thang

When I pull up I went all in the paint

Trap house, flats all in that thang

Nah boy you can’t hang, nigga you can’t hang

You ain’t with the glo gang, you ain’t with the gang gang

I be spitting propane

It’s something that I know man

I be balling, I be wilding

VIP and fuck a line

And I be all up in the club

Standing all over the couches

And I do this shit for Blood

Henny all over the couches

If you talking bout that money, I swear I am bout it

All in, all in

If you tossing money I am all in

Heard you wanna laugh nigga ball then

I just left yo bitch and I got all in

All in, all in

Yo bitch on me cuz I keep balling

And I swear that this money keep calling

But as long as it keeps coming I am all in

I got all the hoes, I got all the hoes

I got all the rolls, I be on the road

I can count this money with my eyes closed

Ride by you, bye-bye ho!

Cuz im bout my rolls, bitch I’m bout my rolls

You ain’t talking rolls then I gotta go

I thought you knew, baby I am bout my rolls

I’m bout my pesos, my rolls

You ain’t talkin pesos I shoot you in ya nose

And ya mouth

Cuz you wasn’t talking right

Better bring that money to the light

BITCH NIGGA

Cuz i’m a rich nigga

For a show I need 6 figures

You talking 30 bands, I’ma take it

But your show I might not make it

Hoes think I am Jamaican

Rastafari dreads they be shaking

Pull up on they block, niggas shaking

Click clack this ning ding finna get baking

Bitch, I eat bacon

But I don’t fuck with big, see them then I shake it

They gon try to strip me naked

Take me to the cell I can take it

It ain’t nothing, aye

Nigga try me then it’s bussin

10−10, call a 10−10 code 10

Cuz that ning ding be my twin twin

That’s the only friend I got

Other than guap

My momma told me trust no one

Snakes in the grass one of em gon bite

I got all the hoes, I got all the hoes

I got all the rolls, I be on the road

I can count this money with my eyes closed

Ride by you, bye-bye ho!

Cuz im bout my rolls, bitch I’m bout my rolls

You ain’t talking rolls then I gotta go

I thought you knew, baby I am bout my rolls

I thought you mothafuckin knew

Pull up bitch i’m bout my rolls

You ain’t talking rolls then we bout to blow

At your mothafuckin skull and your fucking nose

And your teeth nigga

We gonna make your dumbass bleed nigga

30 in this ning ding nigga

It’s a drill bitch, ding ding nigga