All Good - Stack Bundles, Chinx, Bynoe

Verse 1:

If I could fuck all these bad bitches, a nigga sure would

Coming through the ghetto, grain grippin' all wood

Where that money coming and going, break ya niggas off

If he was in the field wit cha, go ahead and show him love

But on the flip side, niggas coming at me with they hands out

I told them motherfuckers stand down

I catch him slippin' with his pants down

Break em off, choppa choppa, be a man down

Shit ain’t always all G, shit ain’t always all good

If it was on me, we’d be always all good

Fuck them niggas talking, put that money on the wood

They ever had a doubt, I’m here to tell 'em y’all could

Shit ain’t all good nigga, all good nigga

Die as a hood nigga

One time for the traps and the hood bitches

Knew I ball since a little nigga, little nigga

Good nigga

I knew I balled since a little nigga

When that money slowed up, it wasn’t good nigga

Kevin Costner with the wolves nigga

I dance on 'em once, see my two-step

Paddles on the wheel, tiptronic, that’s a new 'vet

I do it for the trap and the hood bitches

Riot be the gang, all bets on that wood nigga

Fo', five, six, that’s a head crack

Six out da four, leave your head crack

You weathered that storm or get rained on

Shaq in the paint, drop step and get banged on

I do it for my dogs and my partna dem

Python, kick game like soccer dem

It’s the mighty, mighty Riot

Eat with us nigga or you gonna diet

Mob or starve

We all in, we all riot

What up!

Shit ain’t always all G, shit ain’t always all good

If it was on me, we’d be always all good

Fuck them niggas talking, put that money on the wood

They ever had a doubt, I’m here to tell 'em y’all could

Shit ain’t all good nigga, all good nigga

Die as a hood nigga

One time for the traps and the hood bitches

Knew I ball since a little nigga, little nigga

Good nigga

Shit ain’t all good, but everything is all right

When I lost my nigga, man I cried all night

When he lost his life, my whole world stopped

I think we could bring a plaque back to the Rock

I get chills when I hear it, feel it when I see it

I can have a smile on my face, but don’t mean it

I’m in my own zone now, that’s why I move alone now

When we all get together, that’s when we hold it down

The roof on the thing come out when the sun out

Ridin' in that drop-top Mazi, watch 'em dumb out

We was born to make it

Put some respect on my name or I’ma take it

I’m around like a bracelet

Three stab wounds, had to hide in the bathroom

I’m giving 'em lessons, don’t need no classroom

We running this sh--, even if we joggin'

So New York like the Garden

Pardon, Gs!

Shit ain’t always all G, shit ain’t always all good

If it was on me, we’d be always all good

Fuck them niggas talking, put that money on the wood

They ever had a doubt, I’m here to tell 'em y’all could

Shit ain’t all good nigga, all good nigga

Die as a hood nigga

One time for the traps and the hood bitches

Knew I ball since a little nigga, little nigga

Good nigga

It’s a whole lot of kitty talk, not without Seymour (nah)

Patty cake, patty cake, youngin, I see more

C4, the Mercury switches, the worst on these bitches

Hoe wanna blow when you show 'em the glow

Rhyme slow like numbers on an R&B singer

The name ring bell like Stringer

I’m so educated like a nigga graduated from Yale

Flyin' and I’m glitterin', call me Tinkerbell

Peter Pan wasn’t an option when I was in the mix

I needed something with options, I was in a mix

I owned half the building, wanted some for half a million

Two-tone Phantom, half the ceiling

We ain’t have to have a mitt to start catching feelings

Just enough to make niggas want to snatch your children (okay)

Louis monograms where the rats get sealed in

The potato on the front for when the cats start peelin'

Shit ain’t always all G, shit ain’t always all good

If it was on me, we’d be always all good

Fuck them niggas talking, put that money on the wood

They ever had a doubt, I’m here to tell 'em y’all could

Shit ain’t all good nigga, all good nigga

Die as a hood nigga

One time for the traps and the hood bitches

Knew I ball since a little nigga, little nigga

Good nigga