matti baybee – all that lyrics
[hook: matti baybee (x2)]
say i rock gucci, louie, prada, fendi, yeah i rock all that
i ride raris, rovers, benzes, bentleys, i ride all that
and these thotties on my line but they can’t get a call back
cause i need all that, swear i need all that
[verse 1: matti baybee]
say i rock gucci, louie, prada, fendi, yeah i rock all that
i ride raris, rovers, benzes, bentleys, i ride all that
i got haters hating on me, tell them haters fall back
this dumb thot just hit my phone but i ain’t even call back
broke boy you ain’t getting money, there for you is all bad
i’m finessing for the check, i swear i need a tall sack
two three push i’m michael jordan with the way i’m balling
and my life is just a movie, i just wanna pause that
i be flexing, pull up and i make the thotties go cray
she want me to cash her out, i told her shorty no way
boy i’m living, you would think that everyday is my glo day
screaming r.i.p. big glo, i swear it’s gon’ be okay
me and squad pull up in all white looking like some cocaine
i just do it, how i do it, i do it with no shame
ask me what i bought, just know it cost about same as rosay
do my thangy thang, you know it i can do it all day
[hook: matti baybee (x2)]
say i rock gucci, louie, prada, fendi, yeah i rock all that
i ride raris, rovers, benzes, bentleys, i ride all that
and these thotties on my line but they can’t get a call back
cause i need all that, swear i need all that
[verse 2: matti baybee]
fendi belt like ferragamo and my sh-t look like a model
poppin’ bands like they bottles, i can probably pay your condo
swear i ball like no tomorrow, so i spend it all today
pull up baby be finest, why you feel some type of way
i’mma ball, blow it all, polo down to the draws
different city, different mall, i don’t care i buy it all
i came up out that gutta, had to get it for the gang
i just know that she a thot, i don’t even know her name
everybody know i’m real so they know i never change
shawty is you tryna turn up cause i am not with the games
why he acting like he know us, he know he not with the gang
i’mma get it, i want riches, i don’t care about the fame
i ride raris, rovers, benzes, bentleys, i ride beamers
why they hating on the younging, probably cause i tee’d up
i be flexin’ and finessin’, i do it just because
i keep making it hard for these broke boys to keep up
[hook: matti baybee (x2)]
say i rock gucci, louie, prada, fendi, yeah i rock all that
i ride raris, rovers, benzes, bentleys, i ride all that
and these thotties on my line but they can’t get a call back
cause i need all that, swear i need all that
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