AMGD

All in, all down, god damn, god damn

All in, all down, god damn, god damn

She said she really wanna ball up

I\'ma show you how to ball out

Hit a **** with a crossover

Make it feel like I\'m A.I.

I\'m a **** just to play off

Baby boy I know days off

All these **** be lazy

I swear to God we get crazy

All of my blood be brazy

I bought a new neck cause I\'m ballin\'

I told these **** no fallin\'

The gab bag keep fallin\'

I tell you baby mama call me

Say like the way I push for it

I might jump in the Audi

All these chans safari

These **** wanna tell me I\'m sorry

The beef is shit I ain\'t sorry

I pull up and I start it

The hundred rounds start the party

These **** ain\'t having no dope

Sweater got to sell it cold

Wrapping up a little pack

I show you how to get stacks

I\'m the man, I\'m the man

Gucci man, Gucci man

I\'m the man, I\'m the man

All right, bring your shoulder low

That\'s the man

All in, none of them