All White (feat. Trapstar)

I just want the cullinan, the Lamb is to tight.

Feel like Yo Gotti, need dem all white.

If you got my money right, then we alright.

Shorty made me tapout, the pussy to tight.

I ain’t never play about my paper.

I ain’t fuckin with no haters.

I ain’t fuckin about my paper.

I ain’t playin round wit no haters.

I just want the cullinan, the Lamb is to tight.

Feel like Yo Gotti, need dem all white.

What’s said in the streets is dead to the streets (so)

what's said on this track is died on this beat (go)

Had to lay him down, It’s was him or me (quick drill)

You always got the choice to be a enemy

Lighter in my fist

Smoke ain’t shit

Patek on my wrist

Whole team lit

Whole team shining’

VVS diamonds

PJ flyin’

Lagrand is da team and we all rich

When I pulled up on ya girl she was in a Jeep (she was there)

Dat first night at the hotel I was in her deep (I was in dat shit)

Only one thing on her mind, wasn’t him it’s me

Poppin bottles in the air at 30,00 feet

Wit Jay7

I just want the cullinan, the Lamb is to tight.

Feel like Yo Gotti, need dem all white.

If you got my money right, then we alright.

Shorty made me tapout, the pussy to tight.

I ain’t never play about my paper.

I ain’t fuckin with no haters.

I ain’t fuckin about my paper.

I ain’t playin round wit no haters.

I just want the cullinan, the Lamb is to tight.

Feel like Yo Gotti, need dem all white.

If you got my money right , then we alright

Shorty made me tapout, the pussy to tight

I take my past as a life lesson.

Cud’ve been stressing behind glass wit convicted felons.

Don’t go fuckin wit my bruddaz or I’m applying pressure.

Want “HIM,”Gon have 2 kill us both.

Bitch we gon die 2getha.

Mite die & go 2 heaven

But ima live 4eva.

Halo wit da wings im flyin high 4eva.

Neva criss crossed my dawg & I’ll Neva Eva.

If u my **** u my family & dat shit 4eva.

I signed up 4 dis street shit.(I did)

Im in it howeva beef get.(what we doin)

On my tippy toes playin defense.(play ball)

Drillin 4 da gang dat I eat wit. (Bah)

We some souljaz Uncle Sam ain’t send us over seas.

Catch a body, go 2 sleep

Relive it in our dreams.

See da window 2 our soul

It make u wanna scream.

Battle buddies, shootin off da muscle

Wear u on my sleeve.

Dis dat broad day

Smoke him in his hallway. (cum’mere)

Look in my eyes

Ima chief witdoubt da war paint.(look @ me)

Thou shall not steal

Well dat ain’t what Allah say.

U eva took drywall & sold da shit as oil base?! (Oil base)

I just want the cullinan, the Lamb is to tight.

Feel like Yo Gotti, need dem all white.

If you got my money right, then we alright.

Shorty made me tapout, the pussy to tight.

I ain’t never play about my paper.

I ain’t fuckin with no haters.

I ain’t fuckin about my paper.

I ain’t playin round wit no haters.

I just want the cullinan, the Lamb is to tight.

Feel like Yo Gotti, need dem all white.

If you got my money right , then we alright

Shorty made me tapout, the pussy to tight

I take my past as a life lesson.

Cud’ve been stressing behind glass wit convicted felons.

Don’t go fuckin wit my bruddaz or I’m applying pressure.

Want “HIM,”Gon have 2 kill us both.

Bitch we gon die 2getha.