All I Do - Jim Jones, Yo Gotti, Big Tyme

A-and then, and then the police gon' ask me my name

And I’m like «Huh?

Is he trippin' or nah?»

Fuck is he talkin' bout?

What’s my lawyer name, nigga?

Haha!

Jones

My bitch asked me what’s my government

And I said I don’t remember that shit

I just bought my moms a half a million dollar house

I hope that she remember that shit

I said all I do is get to the paper

And the money called a nigga so I had to see you later

It’s not too much that I do remember

I was in Miami around December

Bunch of pool parties in back of the shore

Bitches on the yak comin' back to the shore

I ain’t bring clothes, just paper

Droptop Rose for the haters

New York is cold so I made the move

Once she got on top, she could make it move

This that shit fuck up ya rent

I was drunk when I parked, fucked up a dent

Just another night on the town

Every night, this is how it going down

Gon' party till the sun come up

And we go hard till the money’s all up

So you know how a nigga like adding?

Two bad bitches just to sum it all up

I’m fuckin' these bitches?

I don’t know

Tell me some shit that I don’t know

Nigga fuck around, go bankrupt

In the club fuckin' up a bankroll

Drunk, takin' pictures on IG

Wit' my niggas, my niggas like YG

Please, my nigga, don’t try me

Cause my hitters, my niggas catch bodies

I can’t afford this shit I got off of no rap money

You can’t afford the shit I drive cause you ain’t got money

Niggas name droppin' on whip countin', carry the hoes, you cock blockin'

Momma just went house shoppin', sister just went watch shoppin'

20K in the neighborhood, young boys wit' Glocks shoppin'

5 mill, 6 mill, still doin', I ain’t stoppin'

Audemar, that’s a hundun!

Hundred rounds, that’s a hundun!

Buffet of that beef, nigga, anybody come get some

Don’t do squash, fuck vegetables, anything that’s questionable

Put his ass on life support, turn his ass to a vegetable

Go to war wit' us, you know the outcome

Don’t you say my name when them laws come