Young Dolph - All About lyrics
[Intro] It's all about skrilla It's all about cash It's all about paper It's all about weight [Hook] I just spent your budget on my right wrist In a drop top smoking kush with my white b**h I just turned your main b**h to my side b**h How you get that new Rarri and it ain't out yet (I don't know, damn) It's all about money, it's all about cake I'm getting too much, I keep a toothache It's all about paper, and I'm super straight Ain't getting no money then you in the way It's all about money, it's all about cake I'm getting too much, I keep a toothache It's all about paper and I'm super straight [Verse 1] Riding in some foreign through Atlanta Balmain jeans and Saint Laurent bandana Why I sag so hard b**h mind your manners Excuse me I'm high as hell, b**h mind your business Was f**ed up, now I'm doing tremendous We talkin' about money, you know I got plenty All of my b**hes, they look like a vixen All of my n***as trigger finger itchin' I can't help it that I'm paid as f** and all of these n***as b**hes love me I can't help I paid these b**hes no mind, and they still wanna f** me Pull up, count the bread, and I'm gone I'm getting money, I'm never at home My little b**h, she bad to the bone Got dirty in my styrofoam Fresh as f** like I'm going to the prom Presidential, Obama on my arm She get in my pa**enger seat, she gone It's over, I won [Hook] I just spent your budget on my right wrist In a drop top smoking kush with my white b**h I just turned your main b**h to my side b**h How you get that new Rarri and it ain't out yet (I don't know, damn) It's all about money, it's all about cake I'm getting too much, I keep a toothache It's all about paper, and I'm super straight Ain't getting no money then you in the way It's all about money, it's all about cake I'm getting too much, I keep a toothache It's all about paper and I'm super straight [Verse 2] It's all about dealing, it's all about weight It ain't 'bout these b**hes, it's 'bout getting paid It ain't about friends, it's all about cake First they love you, then they hate Out here in these streets ain't nobody straight That fake sh** I can't relate I keep heat like MIA And good weed just like LA My lil thick b**h call her bae Boy I got more weight than you weigh I got what I got cause I prayed Guess what else I did, I prayed Just got off the phone with god And he said there's more on the way Real n***a 24/7, not every other day I'm k**ing this sh** I'm k**ing this sh**, counting millions and sh** Luxury living and sh** Counting and chilling and sh** Handling business and sh** Racks in the ceiling and sh** Why I got all this ice on me, because my traphouse lit [Hook] I just spent your budget on my right wrist In a drop top smoking kush with my white b**h I just turned your main b**h to my side b**h How you get that new Rarri and it ain't out yet (I don't know, damn) It's all about money, it's all about cake I'm getting too much, I keep a toothache It's all about paper, and I'm super straight Ain't getting no money then you in the way It's all about money, it's all about cake I'm getting too much, I keep a toothache It's all about paper and I'm super straight