[Intro: Playboi Carti & Rich The Kid]
All of them
I fuck with all of them
Fuck with all of them
I fuck with all of them
Said like I, uh, said I like all of them
I like all of them (Yeah)

[Chorus: Playboi Carti & Rich The Kid]
Yeah, I like all of them, uh
I fuck all of them (Huh?)
I fuck all of them (Huh?)
I fuck all of them
Ooh, said I like uh, ayy (What?), I like all of them (Yeah)
Since I like all of them, ooh, I might fuck all of them (Yuh)
Might fuck all of them (Huh?)
Might fuck all of them (What?)
Since I like all of them (Yeah), I might fuck all of them (Yeah)
Might fuck all of them (Yeah)
Might fuck all of them, yuh (Yeah)
Yeah, since I like all of them, uh, might fuck all of them
Might fuck all of them, ooh
Sincе I like all of them, uh, I might fuck all of them
I fuck, uh, I fuck with all of thеm (Yuh, yuh)

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid & Playboi Carti]
I might fuck her in my coupe (Yeah)
Pullin' up minus the roof
I'm fuckin' all of them money as tall as the Gucci's
I'm walkin' with Benjamins
I walk in with tons of the cash
All of these bitches they laugh
They peepin' yo' swag
You get it from dad
I'm poppin' them tags
I'm poppin' them tags
They copy the wave I'm the father (Father)
These bitches they fuckin' regardless (What?)
Upload that hoe on the Snapchat (Snapchat)
Fuck her one time get no call back (Yah)
I put yo' hoe on a jetpack (Jetpack)
I put yo' hoe on a jetpack
I keep this shit in a book bag
Brought that, I see ya' hoe and she ain't all that
And I'm all that
I want the bimmer and all that
I want the xannies and all that
[Chorus: Playboi Carti, Rich The Kid & Skippa Da Flippa]
All of them
I might fuck all of them
Might fuck all of them
Might fuck all of them
Since I like all of them, I might fuck all of them
Might fuck all of them
Might fuck all of them
Since I like all of them, Might fuck all of them
Might fuck all of them
Since I like all of them, I might fuck all of them
I fuh—, I fuck with all of them (Flippa)

[Verse 2: Skippa Da Flippa, Playboi Carti & Rich The Kid]
20 bitches in the mansion
Rich forever, diamonds dancing
Baby want to fuck the team, we smashing that bitch, we ain't doing no romantic
I fucked that bitch in the phantom
Ooh, yeah, ayy, romantic, ayy
Then I go dirty the Fanta, ooh
I spent a check on my sandals, ooh
Carti back, Molly the party pack (Huh?)
Flexin' around with a lot of racks (What?)
They bad so I'm fuckin' on all of them (What?)
The plug no need for callin' him
I got a check, bought a private jet
Pink [?] a pussy wet
Fifty in a sofa, dropped it in a soda
[?] a Rover
[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Ooh, I might fuck all of them
Might fuck all of them
Might fuck all of them
Since I like all of them, I might fuck all of them
Might fuck all of them
Might fuck all of them
Since I like all of them, might fuck all of them
Might fuck all of them
Since I like all of them, I might fuck all of them
I fu—, I fuck with all of them