Fuck Em All

(album: Starvation 2 - 2013)

[Hook]
I be counting money 'til my thumbs hurt
All my dogs riding with that drum work
In the kitchen scraping up them damn pots
So I can drop 80 on a damn watch
Stunting on these niggas, like “fuck 'em all”
Middle fingers in the air, like “fuck 'em all”
They don't wanna see me ball fuck 'em all
Fuck 'em all motherfuck 'em all

[Verse 1]
Put that on Jehovah, nigga, never going broke
Twenty Jesus pieces, crackers think I'm selling dope
Rollie presidential, I encourage you to vote
My pistol named Molly, pop it 'til you overdose
Ain't no time for a hater – got a date with the paper
Weigh the money then bag it – cop a watch out of Jacob
Treat the Porsche like a bucket, back in the day owned a Cutlass
My watch is so disrespectful, haters so disappointed
So what the fuck is you talkin'? Tell them pussies I'm balling
Got a suite at the Ritz, I'm fucking somebody's daughter
Keep a Ray Allen with me, all hail to the shooter
Hit the strip club, nigga – spread the rough like a rumor
You know…

[Hook]
I be counting money 'til my thumbs hurt
All my dogs riding with that drum work
In the kitchen scraping up them damn pots
So I can drop 80 on a damn watch
Stunting on these niggas, like “fuck 'em all”
Middle fingers in the air, like “fuck 'em all”
They don't wanna see me ball fuck 'em all
Fuck 'em all motherfuck 'em all

[Verse 2]
Blowing money stunting screaming motherfuck a budget
458 Ferrai function, soon I'll hit the button
A couple engine revers, bet you have it coming, suck it
A chopper in the trunk, my cousin he don't do discussions
Count the dough 'til I'm dead, fuck the judge and the Feds
First check, nigga blew it – hundred thousand advance
Fuck that play money, nigga – spit the grip on the villa
Virgin Islands we living, eating lobster and fritters
Them niggas hate that I got it, most my bitches exotic
Pulling up in the foreign, I bet that dope is provided
I know you see me with my jewels on
I die today, then put some diamonds on my tomb stone
Fuck boy – until then…

[Hook]
I be counting money 'til my thumbs hurt
All my dogs riding with that drum work
In the kitchen scraping up them damn pots
So I can drop 80 on a damn watch
Stunting on these niggas, like “fuck 'em all”
Middle fingers in the air, like “fuck 'em all”
They don't wanna see me ball fuck 'em all
Fuck 'em all motherfuck 'em all