G Herbo - All That (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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G Herbo - All That (en) Lyrics
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I pop out a Rolls set, all baguette
I ain't fuckin' with you, bitch,
I think I'm all that (Swerv')
Hit my accountant, gave him six-
hundred thousand, all checks
Got like six foreign whips, they
all black, they all matte
Fuck her and don't call back
She get stressed, now she stressed,
she get wet off a text
She get text just for sex, I don't
bap, I don't flex (Phew)
Then I'm on to the next, I be
gone off the neck (Huh)
Hit the phone when it's dead,
turn the homе into black
Eliante, VVS, ain't no Chrome
on my neck (You know that)
How hе livin' like that? He ain't
got no platinum plaques
Swervo pulled up, all roses, me
and foe'nem, back to back
We them niggas out the 'Raq,
rap, but we don't gotta rap
All black whip to blick the MAC, it
ain't nothin' to get you whacked
In the studio with MACs, so
I might forget to rap
Where I'm from, like Vietnam, most
my bitches from the 'Raq
We just good at postin' a gun,
never made them bitches clap
Yeah, ain't really ate nothin'
today, but some beans, boy
We ain't gon' tell you that you
food, we just gon' eat, boy
Turn me up a little, boy,
I can't hear them niggas
You play Malcolm Middle, then you
droppin' the rental (Hmm)
I ain't no worried 'bout
no fake-ass, lame-ass
Suckin' dick for a deal,
gay-ass rapper nigga
Like a birthday cake, you get
your face smashed, ASAP
Snipers always first to strike, 'cause
I don't like to pay back
At race track, I'm sellin' gas,
Charmin, I'm on niggas ass
Brand new 'Rari, bought it cash, totin'
a carbon, I'm with a flash
I run from bitches, fall in
love with me too fast
I don't run from smoke, this shit
for sure, go ask the task
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