All This Yung Mal & Lil Quill (Ft. Gunna)

[Intro: Yung Mal]
All this
Gunna
Hmm, real
Molly working, all this money got me nervous
Huh, what

[Chorus: Yung Mal]
All this, molly working, all this money got me nervous
All these foreigns with the curtain, double park 'em right on curbs
All this, pimp purple got me geeked up like I'm Urkel
All this mud in my cup, bitch I pour that shit on purpose
All this, molly working, all this money got me nervous
All these foreigns with the curtain, bitch don't try me like a worker
All this damn purple got me goin' around in circles
All this mud in my cup, bitch I pour that shit on purpose, all this

[Verse 1: Gunna]
All this cheese, must be cottage
VVS chain, hang on my wallet
All these hoes, must be a party
Dripping clothes, my drip exotic
All of this syrup having me naseous
Nigga want raw, let's be logic
All of these sticks, better be catious
Got to get rich, I went and got it
Rev the G8, I want a Masi
Picking these dates, all of it's profit
Gaining more weight, pockets is sloppy
They can't relate, still try to copy
Nigga embrace, Gunna be modest
Bitch buy the Wraith, go 'head and ride it
All this heat, Gunna the hottest, uh