Lyrics to All Star Team
I'm on all star team far from a rookie
Louie graveyard shit that I don't rock nigga fuck it
Use to rock the plain jane but the Audemars stupid
I was always taught boy you better shoot if you gone up it
You could smell the za's in Chanel finna blow a bag
You can't be like me if you ain't never worked a scale
I'm a couple houses down I'm just waitin' on the mail
Heartbreak kid bitches front row still yellin'
Ay this Tom Ford I done bossed up from Pelle
I'm God son but it's demons on the challey
Niggas think it's sweet til they stankin' in a alley
Yeah, finna boo'd up 10 pink rockin' 50
Spent a whole ten for sneakers out of Ricky
They love to play tough til' it's time to do a mission
I ain't tryna kick it, I don't wanna talk
80-inch flat screens mounted in the loft
40 on her necklace that's just how I thank God
Have my young niggas chase him down Tayshun
She thirsty got her playin' with it on facetime
I'm standin' on the couch smokin' throwin' gang signs
The vision getting clearer in a different lane now
The perkys for the trauma it just numb the pain now
You was in the back but you do ya thang ha
You fuck bro could fuck me don't feel ashamed ma'
I cut her off and made her settle for a lame guy
I flew her to a island damn near pulled her braids out
He cookin' and he cookin' dope out the same pot
From the trenches I'm the same nigga lil' fame now
The coupe so fast you can dodge a raindrop
Nigga hate so bad he done got his main rocked
How you mad at me? We come from the same spot
Fuck him I'll cut him down like I threw a spade out
Pull up fresh as hell like I had it laid out
Went through hell but I'm gettin' paid now (money)
Poured out the seal couldn't find the baby bottle
All my niggas trappin' somethin' like my baby mama's
I fuck up a check I won't even think about it
Aye why you grindin' hard? Cause a nigga hate the bottom
Louie graveyard shit that I don't rock nigga fuck it
Use to rock the plain jane but the Audemars stupid
I was always taught boy you better shoot if you gone up it
You could smell the za's in Chanel finna blow a bag
You can't be like me if you ain't never worked a scale
I'm a couple houses down I'm just waitin' on the mail
Heartbreak kid bitches front row still yellin'
Ay this Tom Ford I done bossed up from Pelle
I'm God son but it's demons on the challey
Niggas think it's sweet til they stankin' in a alley
Yeah, finna boo'd up 10 pink rockin' 50
Spent a whole ten for sneakers out of Ricky
They love to play tough til' it's time to do a mission
I ain't tryna kick it, I don't wanna talk
80-inch flat screens mounted in the loft
40 on her necklace that's just how I thank God
Have my young niggas chase him down Tayshun
She thirsty got her playin' with it on facetime
I'm standin' on the couch smokin' throwin' gang signs
The vision getting clearer in a different lane now
The perkys for the trauma it just numb the pain now
You was in the back but you do ya thang ha
You fuck bro could fuck me don't feel ashamed ma'
I cut her off and made her settle for a lame guy
I flew her to a island damn near pulled her braids out
He cookin' and he cookin' dope out the same pot
From the trenches I'm the same nigga lil' fame now
The coupe so fast you can dodge a raindrop
Nigga hate so bad he done got his main rocked
How you mad at me? We come from the same spot
Fuck him I'll cut him down like I threw a spade out
Pull up fresh as hell like I had it laid out
Went through hell but I'm gettin' paid now (money)
Poured out the seal couldn't find the baby bottle
All my niggas trappin' somethin' like my baby mama's
I fuck up a check I won't even think about it
Aye why you grindin' hard? Cause a nigga hate the bottom
