All the Way - Austin Lam, Yung Bans

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I know what you want, yeah

I know what you want

I know what you, I know what you…

All the way, yeah, I’m goin' all the way

I’m in the stars like I’m drivin' in a Wraith

She give me face, then I put her in her place

I get that paper like USA Today

Play those games like you ballin' in 2K

Make it rain, got it drippin' off the stage

Feels like NASCAR 'cause everything’s a race

All the way, yeah, I’m goin' all the way

I’m goin' all the way

Who can blow the money faster?

Who can get it back faster?

Pull up, I don’t need to ask it, no

I’m in the whip, the music blastin'

Oh no, I ain’t with the actin'

When I’m done, you know I’ll pass you off

She just want me for the status

She get mad, she call me passive

I’ll be here until the last call

They be trippin' like some acid

Wish they would just like a cabin

Leave 'em spinnin' like some whitewalls

Gettin' high like what am I supposed to do?

Take another Xan for what I’m goin' through

My brother pour the syrup in that pineapple juice

Gotta get 'em right, leave 'em drippin' in juice

Got these bad bitches and they come by the twos

Drunk downtown, now I’m singin' the blues

Room full of liquor and we treat it like pools

Dive head first, man, this ain’t nothin' new

All the way, yeah, I’m goin' all the way (All the way)

I’m in the stars like I’m drivin' in a Wraith (In a Wraith)

She give me face, then I put her in her place (All day)

I get that paper like USA Today (USA)

Play those games like you ballin' in 2K

Make it rain, got it drippin' off the stage

Feels like NASCAR 'cause everything’s a race

All the way, yeah, I’m goin' all the way

I’m goin' all the way

Ayy, yeah

Ayy, make a ho give me face

Ayy, good neck, give me face

Ayy, eat her pussy, get a taste, yeah

Designer wrapped around my waist, yeah

I’m rockin' Glocks like them shits designer (Ayy)

Young rich nigga, hundred dollar lineup

I’m from another planet, pussy, you can’t find us

I got a bad bitch, she said she from Wakanda

Bend her over, fuck her in the Wraith or the Range Rover

Yeah, young nigga got a fuckin' hangover (Ayy)

Hit it, she can’t spend the night, can’t stay over

I might wife her if the pussy ain’t got no odor

Everybody want some things from me

All these bitches get is pain from me

All these strippers, make it rain on 'em

All my exes put the blame on me

I ain’t got time to grow

I’m doin' drugs and fuckin' hoes

I ain’t got time for love, no

On prescriptions, ain’t got no cold

All the way, yeah, I’m goin' all the way (All the way)

I’m in the stars like I’m drivin' in a Wraith (In a Wraith)

She give me face, then I put her in her place (All day)

I get that paper like USA Today (USA)

Play those games like you ballin' in 2K

Make it rain, got it drippin' off the stage

Feels like NASCAR 'cause everything’s a race

All the way, yeah, I’m goin' all the way

I’m goin' all the way

Oh, ayy, yeah, hmm, ayy

Make a ho give me face

Ho give me face

Ho give me face