Lil’ T on the track, baby
Just got signed, so we rich now, ha
Whole crew gon’ eat, my girl Boo-Boo
My boy Mac wit’ me, yeah
We in the club, actin’ up, let’s go
Came through the kitchen on a Tuesday
Straight to the booth for my crew, ’bout to do things
Pop bottles, new money, at my old ways
Penny for your thoughts, I got a milli’ for the whole thing
Party’s around me, just drink and don’t speak (But they fine tho)
Shrimp tower, what’s that? We don’t eat
Give ’em tips with change we don’t need
Don’t worry ’bout a thing ’cause it’s all on me
Lil’ T winnin’, now it’s all on me
Get what you want, it’s all on me
Wear shades ’cause my shinе is all you’ll see
Black card to black card, it’s all on me
Run the check up causе it’s all on me
What’s that? Cause it’s all on me
The check, sir, cause it’s all on me
Oh, cool, cause it’s all on—
Oh, my God!
Baby? Baby, what’s wrong?
Uh, hmm? Oh, nothin’ boo, heh, Don’t worry ’bout it
Hey Mac, hm, tell ’em how you livin’, bruh
T give me that dough, and I’m wylin (No doubt)
Got the whole crew drippin in diamonds (Ayy)
Diamonds on my chain, (Ayy) ten diamond rings (Ten?)
Diamonds on my grill, (Okay) diamonds for my girl (Wait)
Benz for my girl, (Mac!) house for my girl (Hey, Mac!)
Benz for my house, (No!) house for my Benz (What?)
Benz for my moms, (No!) Benz for my kids (They babies!)
Big words what I said, cause it’s all on him
R-run that check up, (Cause it’s all on me!)
Some is on me, (Cause it’s all on me!)
Or us though, (Cause it’s all on me!)
Who ordered this shrimp? (Cause it’s all on me!)
Nobody eatin’ it! (Cause it’s all on me!)
That ain’t good, (Cause it’s all on me!)
You can tell by the way he throw it all around
He got money in the bank (It’s all on T!)
Okay, Lil’ T, you up in the big leagues
See you spendin’ big G’s like your boy Freddie G
Young’uns making money is something I like to see
Send him one big bottle of Ace, it’s on me
Damn, Freddie Gibbs, you doin’ it like that?
You know the club code, gotta send something back!
I already know, yo, send something dope!
Enjoy Freddie Gibbs! What’s this, diet coke?
The f**k? Boy, I should whoop your #ss for bringing this ***damn Coke, boy!
Old dude’s just being cheap! Shots for everybody and they all on T!
No!
Run the check up (Cause it’s all on T!)
He got it! No, it’s not! (Yeah, it’s all on T!)
Ha, Freddie Gibbs doesn’t represent me, though
Now, hold up, baby, lemme get em!
Crystal poppin’ in the VIP
I got my own money, but he spendin’ on me
Get ten more bottles! (Let’s start with one!)
Five Dom Perignons! (Let’s start with none!)
And all you ho’s in the club, look, but don’t touch
Gotta go through me first, now eat your box lunch
Throw that money up, whole spot going crazy! (Word!)
Cause I’m having Lil’ T’s baby!
You’re pregnant? (It’s all on T!)
That’s why you’re not drinkin’? (It’s all on T!)
I thought there was like, a holy reason! (It’s all on T!)
I’m so stressed, (It’s all on T!)
I’m not financially prepared to be a father
Hey, let’s close this out right, T
Ahh, everybody put your hands in the sky
Now drop ’em low to the floor
Now pull your credit card out, your pocket
And pass it to me, bro!
Oh, who got a Venmo? Send me a Venmo!
Who got a Venmo? I need like ten mo’
(Ow-ow, bah, ow-ow) Cause, it’s all on me!
Hey, can you go and split these up evenly bewteen all these?
Thank you very much, it’s very important (Cause it’s all on me!)
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