
All White Lil Bibby (Ft. Barcode & Rayski)
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Intro: (Rayski):
White, white, white, white
Everything came back, white, white, white
Hook: (Rayski):
All white wrist, all white bitch
All white that, all white this
Everything, white
White, white
All white licks, all white kicks
All white bricks, all white shit
All white, all white, all white, all white
Verse 1: (Lil Bibby):
Bitch I think I'm Tony Dolo but my pipe is on me
See me stuntin in that foreign, I know that's a striker, homie
Actin' like you savage, I know you ain't like that homie
Judge gave my youngin' 20, better fight that homie
Look what we did, where I came from
Now we out busting them bricks at the table
Nigga try to play with my money, I promise you I don't get high like a savior
My youngins' be selling that white, you want a brick you can get it tonight
My hitters be blowing on sights, think it's a game, play wit your life
All that I hang with is savages, hop out the whip and they 'bout that shit
I own the trap, I pro-manage it. Don't come on us short I ain't havin' it
All white, all white, I been sellin' that shit, all night
White, white, white, white
Everything came back, white, white, white
Hook: (Rayski):
All white wrist, all white bitch
All white that, all white this
Everything, white
White, white
All white licks, all white kicks
All white bricks, all white shit
All white, all white, all white, all white
Verse 1: (Lil Bibby):
Bitch I think I'm Tony Dolo but my pipe is on me
See me stuntin in that foreign, I know that's a striker, homie
Actin' like you savage, I know you ain't like that homie
Judge gave my youngin' 20, better fight that homie
Look what we did, where I came from
Now we out busting them bricks at the table
Nigga try to play with my money, I promise you I don't get high like a savior
My youngins' be selling that white, you want a brick you can get it tonight
My hitters be blowing on sights, think it's a game, play wit your life
All that I hang with is savages, hop out the whip and they 'bout that shit
I own the trap, I pro-manage it. Don't come on us short I ain't havin' it
All white, all white, I been sellin' that shit, all night
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