I want it all or nothing, don't give me nothing, don't give me nothing, I want it all or nothing,
these n****s be frontin', these n****s be frontin'
You know what I'm talkin' bout? You know what I'm talkin' bout?
You know what I'm talkin' bout? You know what I'm talkin' bout?
She came here with nothin', she gone leave with nothin' I was born and gone die with nothin'
My dog strapped, but he'll die for nothin' You came here frontin', came out with nothin'
My whole team stuntin', neck full of gold
I'm high and drunk, don't listen to me Smoke OG with pop, got Christian with me
Came from the block, he was pitchin' with me Hop on this yacht, come fishin' with me
All this bad n****s takin' pictures with me All the police takin' pictures with me
New Lambo, old pistols with me Cookin' out the bando out the window with me
I want it all or nothing, don't give me nothing, don't give me nothing, I want it all or nothing,
Yo, these n****s be frontin', yo, these n****s be frontin'
You know what I'm talkin' bout? You know what I'm talkin' bout?
You know what I'm talkin' bout? You know what I'm talkin' bout?
I want it all, you want it too, but I want it more
I had a ball, I spoke to Ye, he said I am a God
You know what I'm talkin' bout? You can't take it with you, you might as well ball
You know what I'm talkin' bout? I take from the rich and I get to the poor
I want it all or nothing, don't give me nothing, I was born with nothing, don't die with nothing
They didn't give me nothing, so I don't owe them nothing
I want it all or nothing, don't give me nothing, don't give me nothing
And yo, French, you talk to him
I want it all or nothing, these n****s be frontin', yo, these n****s be frontin'
And yo, G -Pro C can give you what you need, you a rocker with the beat
You know what I'm talkin' bout? You know what I'm talkin' bout?
I want all the weed, I want all the cheese, I want bad n****s from overseas
I need my n****s sucked at me on your knees, I roll a paper plank
Or where I'm supposed to be, I'm probably in the clouds and I ain't lookin' down
No problems, I got all smiles, the n****s with me, they all wild
Countin' money, let it all pile, they been waitin' for a long while
For a young n**** with his own style, she hit my phone and I go to her house
Give me that brain, told her open her mouth, know what I'm bout
Money, marijuana, some things that I don't go without
Come to my house, probably get lost, have you stuffin' weed and cones, you won't make it out
I be so high that I'm flowin', now she open
Talkin' bout she want a real one, all these n****s I don't feel none
Hundred thousand dollar bills on the road, another thousand dollar mill
I'm a king and all my n****s loyal, still takin' n****s crazy for the thrill
I ain't trippin' on you n****s cause I'm makin' paper, laugh now, she gon' f*** me later
Smell the KK from the elevator, no phones, they investigators
