[ Featuring Smith ]
John, John, you ain't need to say the X
I think I need it all
I think I need it all
All
I think I need it all
More money more racks
More pussy more ass
More drip and more bags
More lean and more packs
And I can't stop grinding
More money mean more work
I flooded it with diamonds
Just so I could hit the surf
I know I'm bossing
Bitch I'm cuttin' all the checks
My money good
But I know I could be the best
It's G's up no hoes down
VV's and I ain't flexin' I I
You freeze up I throw down
That's truth no need for me to lie
I'm off it
I'm off it
That perky got me sauced
My Porsche
Your bitch
Sio wet she wanna top me
I'm flossin
I'm flossin
F*ck I care what that shit cost me
My bitch
She bad
F*ck two bitched while she watching
I think I need it all
I think I need it all
All
I think I need it all
If we roll up
Then we wylin
We ain't talking
You gon catch a z's
All designer clothes
I'm in Dior and some Amiri jeans
I don't need to smoke
But for Pseu we cop some sour dies
Blow a bag at Barneys
If we shopping we like 20 deep
Racks, Racks
Hundred more racks in the truck
Facts, Facts
Stackin' that money up
Bags, Bags
Bags keep adding up
Cap, Cap
Your shit ain't adding up
My Rolex is one of one
You opp and you one and done
I need more bitches and money
I could just run it up
No breaks it's just gas
If it's red we keep running em
Pussy just pussy
But, more green make me wanna bust a nut
I think I need it all
I think I need it all
All
I think I need it all"
