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Migos - All Good (Rich Ni**a Timeline) [Prod. By Cassius Jay]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Offset
Offset
Vocals
Takeoff
Takeoff
Vocals
Quavo
Quavo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Songwriter
Kiari Cephus
Kiari Cephus
Songwriter
Joshua Cross
Joshua Cross
Songwriter
Mark Nilan Jr
Mark Nilan Jr
Songwriter
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cassius Jay
Cassius Jay
Producer

Lyrics

Baby, I'm on the road But it's all good, though I love you, love you, I'ma call right back (that boy Cas) But it's all good, all good Baby keep on calling my phone (my phone) Wanna know when I'ma come home (come home) She telling me that I be fucking bitches And I told her that she trippin' 'Cause you must be high off shrooms Want to investigate me when I come in the room Talking 'bout where you been at And why you ain't pick up your phone? I've been on the road stacking money Talking 'bout I treat her Macaulay Culkin 'Cause she stay at home alone But it's all good though When I come in with them M and Ms And tell you to count up this big bankroll Everything good though Told me stop trapping but you told me That you wanna get up out the hood though All my hard work, it done paid off Shawty stayed down since day one Got to keep her by my side like my Tommy gun Put on my jewelry baby, shine like the sun Okay I be on a private jet to Portuguese to just pick up some Benjamin Franklins From some people I ain't never seen The OGs keep telling me boy you gon' make history Told my bitch you better ask about a nigga in these streets We can go to MIA to see the palm trees Lamborghini, man we pull up on Daytona Beach When I look into her eyes I make her panties leak She still probably won't believe so we taking a trip to go to Belize But it's all good though Quavo talk to 'em ooh You know you're shining baby Looking like some VVS diamonds baby Want to thank your mama, my god what a creation Wanna welcome you into my mansion with an invitation I'm a young nigga, ain't used to relations So you know I ain't patient She told me she black and she Asian Look how she walk when she came in She hate it when I got to go on the road But she like it when I bring back the hundos She cooking spaghetti and gumbo Mama told me don't eat no sauce from no hoes But you know a nigga really like you But you tryna shut down my empire That's my lifestyle, like the wire You too bipolar, baby you fire I had to fly out to Vegas to show her dad I'm a player I'm not used to cuffing the women but I'm gonna save her Booty fatter than Deelishis, when I hit her we lay up We together, get up on our knees and we say our prayers Ain't no trials and tribulations, we having some patience 25 she got two cars, and a house that she pays for So what else could I ask for, first night I was mad, I done smashed And that taught me a lesson, lil' mama got to be special She just want to kick it with me, we can travel wherever She know I got a busy schedule, sometimes she be acting selfish When I hit her she be quitting 'cause she say it's too much pleasure She telling me her favorite song is handsome and Wealthy She love it when I'm kissing on her body, start to melt her I be murdering the pussy, I should have another felon We sticking together just like we salt and pepper But it's all good though Baby keep on calling my phone (my phone) Wanna know when I'ma come home (come home) She telling me that I be fucking bitches And I told her that she trippin' 'Cause you must be high off shrooms Want to investigate me when I come in the room Talking bout where you been at And why you ain't pick up your phone? I've been on the road stacking money Talking 'bout I treat her Macaulay Culkin 'Cause she stay at home alone But it's all good though When I come in with them M and Ms And tell you to count up this big bankroll Everything good though Told me stop trapping but you told me That you wanna get up out the hood though All my hard work, it done paid off Shawty stayed down since day one Got to keep her by my side like my Tommy gun Put on my jewelry baby, shine like the sun (shine)
Writer(s): Quavious Marshall, Mark Nilan Jr, Kiari Cephus, Joshua Cross, Kirsnick Khari Ball Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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