[Pre-Chorus: Travis Porter]
I said all my n***as get money
All my n***as pop bottles
Said all my n***as drive foreigns
And all my n***as drop tops
Said all my n***as important
And all my n***as bossed up
Said all your n***as look boring
And all my n***as turnt up like
Ayy

[Chorus: Kid Ink]
All my
All my n***as
Got a model by the waist
All my
All my n***as
Got a bottle in they hand
All my
All my n***as
Gettin' money said
All my
All my n***as
Egh

[Verse 1: HardHead]
We been on tour all year
She been on my dick all night
These n***as keep catchin' feelings
While I keep catchin' these flights
Ain't got no ice in my Rollie
Homie we only gettin' started
This lineup cost me a hunnid
But I wore a hat to this party
Ho I just want me that money
Don't need no Instagram fame
Ink said "Kill em' all"
So Imma laser your plane
How you like me now
I'm on my big daddy cane
6, 7 gold chains
Rings blown over bay
[Verse 2: Kid Ink]
Said all my
It ain't just me
All my n***as pull up
Like a car lot
Yeah I'm with the team that
Your bitch talk bout
Talk about me gotta know doe
When you see me in the streets
Never dolo
You clown n***as
Look like bozo
And everybody wish you broke ho

[Pre-Chorus: Travis Porter]
I said all my n***as get money
All my n***as pop bottles
Said all my n***as drive foreigns
And all my n***as drop tops
Said all my n***as important
And all my n***as bossed up
Said all your n***as look boring
And all my n***as turnt up like
Ayy

[Chorus: Kid Ink]
All my
All my n***as
Got a model by the waist
All my
All my n***as
Got a bottle in they hand
All my
All my n***as
Gettin' money said
All my
All my n***as
Egh
[Verse 3: Bricc Baby]
Look all my n***as pop bottles
All my n***as fuck models
Said you wanna fuck with my n***a
So we bust fists down like a swisher
I pass it round to the whole crew
If she don't turn up that's rude
I VS all my dude
Batgang going top like roofs
She new to you but she old news
N***as hit that in high school
Textin' me tellin' me "Slide thru"
You need a new bitch
She be lyin' to you
You ain't bout the problem
You stupid
All my n***as we ruthless
All my n***as we do this
So y'all hatin' ass n***as stay losin'

[Pre-Chorus: Travis Porter]
I said all my n***as get money
All my n***as pop bottles
Said all my n***as drive foreigns
And all my n***as drop tops
Said all my n***as important
And all my n***as bossed up
Said all your n***as look boring
And all my n***as turnt up like
Ayy
[Chorus: Kid Ink]
All my
All my n***as
Got a model by the waist
All my
All my n***as
Got a bottle in they hand
All my
All my n***as
Gettin' money said
All my
All my n***as
Egh

[Verse 4: Juliann Alexander]
Look all my n***as got money
So all my n***as got gold chains
All my n***as claim bat tat
Fuck with my n***as
Bet you see gold fangs
Champagne when we out
Damn, shit changed
Cuz this something that I dreamed of
But don't get it [?]
Pop pop
Yeah, little molly and I'm rollin'
Bet your bitch stolen
Cuz all my n***as turnt
Bet she comin' when we goin'
And all my n***as with me
Know we drunk
Pour some more in
Now who the fuck hatin'
These n***as don't even know me
They bitch probably wanna blow me
I might let her if she get dressed for the team
Said she went to Amtrak
If I know what she mean
I'm smokin' weed
Drinkin' Hennessy
[?]

[Pre-Chorus: Travis Porter]
I said all my n***as get money
All my n***as pop bottles
Said all my n***as drive foreigns
And all my n***as drop tops
Said all my n***as important
And all my n***as bossed up
Said all your n***as look boring
And all my n***as turnt up like
Ayy

[Chorus: Kid Ink]
All my
All my n***as
Got a model by the waist
All my
All my n***as
Got a bottle in they hand
All my
All my n***as
Gettin' money said
All my
All my n***as
Egh