Rich Homie Quan ☆ All I Need

Yeah

Listen

All I need is money

All I need is you

And Ion care who tell it

So I seek the truth

And who say I ain’t real

I can be the proof

I say what I feel

Cause all I know is truth

And I blow is fruit

And I roll is coop

And if that girl fuck’d more then 10 niggas

That ho the swoop

And they don’t get it, but they might do

My lingo crazy every since, that right two

Yeah, and I got everything that I need

I’m lost but I need that key

Like a shirt without no sleeves

Harmless and Armless

I gucci all my garments

She feeling on me,

Like she searching for something

No warrant

And I’m high baby, so fly baby

Debbie cakes, no pie baby

Eating em’ up like child baby

All I need

Is some money

All I need

Aye light Po… the plan on me

Aye Swag… Roll Up

Aye White Boi… what it do

I’m sittin back, sittin here waitin on skyvie

Pull Up

Tell Em’ we gon make them bosses moves

Like real bosses do man

You know what I’m talkin bout

The R’s P’s and T’s, is where we headed man

Yeah

Okay

Now I all need is comma’s

All i do is them numbers

Nawl nigga ion gang bang,

Just fuckin around with them stunt’s

All I need is my homie

And a smith and wesson Glock .40

All I need is that money

That’s the only thing important

All the bitches want me

Ain’t nam nigga front me

And my Grandma the cafeteria manager

I always ate lunch free

Cus I stay down like I suppose too

Ridin round in that old skool

My car ready for that showroom

My bitch foreign eatin tofu

These niggas talkin, they ain’t really bout it

See I’m barely walkin

Every other day shopping

Is some money…