Corner Boy P - All I Know lyrics

rate me

Hook:

Bitch all is Louie, all is Gucci, all is 50 hoe

all these jewelry, all these cars, all these money hoe

all this drink, all this smoking, don't clash up like loco

bitch I am a real nigga and real niggas is all I know

All I know is money, and these niggas is pussy

you ain't gotta expose your whole card, a real nigga won't pull it,

bitch know I'm a smoker out, fuck the good then have a cooking

enough to ask fat now hell low, hit the phone ti back I'ma pull it

my studio like a don't spot, my trap house won't stop shop,

and I'm fresh all my closet bitch, and I never need a more stop

all it's white and.. and now even my bitch fly,

Versace shaved hermies that is my joy it ain't stop,

all kinds of designer shit, all I do is talk designer shit,

and all I hatin that you're going, ain't gonna get you know I'm bitch

I'm bigger fresh, you day on, and I do it all is all trying,

don't talk with me by no fly shit, my belt more than your outfit

fuck I'ma do with a stylist, like I ain't one of the fliest

ain't gonna parent him to me, is like a..pilot.

Shit, and now it fucked my..

20 I don't sign and drop the six, super money, half of that,

fuck around I'm sipping on a 26

Hook:

Bitch all is Louie, all is Gucci, all is 50 hoe

all these jewelry, all these cars, all these money hoe

all this drink, all this smoking, don't clash up like loco

bitch I am a real nigga and real nigga is all I know

Smoke, smoke, smoke, that's all we do,

D low to diamond man, girl I wanna screw,

yeah I'm a nut case she like cut the dick tase,

it's her birthday so I get it bitch at nut face,

Gucci, Louie, 50 Prada, towels in my bedrooms

tell that bitch walk that pussy good,

now throw your whole back can't you see

I ain't got no time for no dalway

kill the pussy now your bitch live in deal A

that's day on arrival I smoke for survival,

I'm high at the iPhones and you niggas love so micro

I'm puffin on that night straw, I'm real if they come

and you think and they go, and I'ma catch money every day

'cause that's all I know, I predicate and predicate,

and bake up that dough.

Ask the Major few broke,

S the double U and you smoke,

Lol if you need 'cause I ain't pal to tell your nigga might be the police

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