The Cool Kids, Larry June - ALL OR NOTHING lyrics

Larry Eugene Hendricks

[The Cool Kids, Larry June - ALL OR NOTHING lyrics]

They don't give a fuck, ayy

All or nothing (Boogie, uh)
Straight up (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
You wanna fuck with a P all or nothing
Ayy, bitch shut your ass up and run that
(One, two, three) to see a nigga like me
All or nothing
(Prices went up bitch ass nigga)
All or nothing (Yes, lord, all or nothing)

Run it up little bitch, shake sum’n
4-5 soundin' like a bass drum
Break a four hunnid
Left the whip outside, motor running
Pull up in a foreign, nigga
Broke days, nigga still had money
Green juice, white coupe, blue hundreds
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Switch it up, new cut bitch what
Just in case gotta have a few tucked
Slow bucks better than no bucks
Watch me wet a nigga up, swimming trunks
Street nigga, you can see it in my eyes
Hating ass niggas can't keep up
Tapped in like a Beamer seatbelt
Knock a dirty tramp, get a D tip
I had this lil’ bitch, she stayed in Compton
I used to bust hella knocks
In her champagne Honda
I kinda liked her for a month
Next one I dropped her
Found out on the low she
Was bopping my partner

All or nothing (Boogie, uh)
Straight up (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
You wanna fuck with a P all or nothing
Ayy, bitch shut your ass up and run that
(One, two, three) to see a nigga like me
All or nothing
(Prices went up bitch ass nigga)
All or nothing (Yes, lord, all or nothing)

It's all or nothing, roll the dice
Kawasaki motorbike i pull up at the party
The promoter know the price
If I ain't outside
Checking bags with my comrades
I'm in the kitchen
Three bitches with ambition
Lazy ass hoes that wanna eat sleep and smoke
Snatch the blankets off the bed
Put you back on the road
I'm in the Range drop, gas tank on F
Pass through the Trench
Passed you, you sitting on the bench
Ashed cigarette
Ask for directions when you lost like that
I've been down for a second
But I bounce right back
You know they can't keep a good nigga low
That's from my OG
If you own me then you know me
I can scope you from the nosebleeds
Waffle ass niggas getting pressed and cut
All these capping ass niggas
Gon’ invest in us
While you investing in you dumb cluck
Coulda cop some weed
Yeah, you hit, but it’s not for free

Pick that book up and look it up
I don't like coupes, they too snug
I like trucks big dogs eat, you a pug
Bet you ain’t know I was the plug
What you want?
What's the count? I don't front on lump sums
No credit this a membership club and I'm
The only one with it
Big pimping on a yacht like Jigga
Five point O whipping this to the picnic
The show like Slick Rick, pancake, Bisquick
Need some water with it
Like a Popeyes biscuit
No Triscuit's, it’s intricate
We need the real chicks
I mean the kinds you stack
Not the ones you dip

All or nothing (Boogie, uh)
Straight up (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
You wanna fuck with a P all or nothing
Ayy, bitch shut your ass up and run that
(One, two, three) to see a nigga like me
All or nothing
(Prices went up you bitch ass nigga)
All or nothing (Yes, lord, all or nothing)

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