All I Know lyrics

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
Buck down, buck down, buck down
You don't wanna get drug down, drug down, drug down
So motherf*cker won't you calm down, calm down, calm down
Buck n*gga lights so dumb now, dumb now, dumb now, Waka Flocka
All I know, All I know, All I Know

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy & Lil B]
Tell me why a n*gga hit the club super deep
Screaming SODMG, Brick Squad 1017
Just like my little brother birthday, 1017
Smokin' hella f*ckin' purp since 1017
Aw it's a new day, b*tch, now we run the game
A.T.L. stand the f*ck up, b*tch I'm screamin' out Money Gang
All y'all motherf*ckin' n*ggas is lame
I'll pull that tech, put that sh*t to your neck
SOD Gang in this motherf*ckin' club
All y'all lame n*ggas show motherf*ckin' respect, SOULJA!
Damn, Soulja Boy, Waka Flocka, y'all be swaggin'
Pull off in that Lambo and that car look like a dragon
Eighty for a show, pus*y n*gga, mane, what's happenin'?
My jeans cost thirty thousand dollars and they saggin'
Shout out to my n*gga Gucci, we about to shoot a movie
Shout out to my n*gga Holiday, we 'bout them f*ckin' groupies
Word around town, I am on deck
Soulja Boy Tell'em, he cashed that check
With the stacks, and the racks, and the goons
And the brand new album comin' soon, b*tch
Sweep it like a broom, b*tch
[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame & Lil B]
Buck down, buck down, buck down
You don't wanna get drug down, drug down, drug down
So motherf*cker won't you calm down, calm down, calm down
Buck n*gga lights so dumb now, dumb now, dumb now, Waka Flocka
All I know, All I know, All I Know (Swag)

[Verse 2: Lil B]
Tiny jeans, n*gga, and I comes with the chopper
b*tches on my di*k 'cause I look like they father
Westside, n*gga, Donald Trump's be my father
Rich young n*gga and I smokes like a rasta
Iced out ring, make that b*tch wanna slobber
Cheese like that nachos, damn, I need an Oscar
b*tches on my di*k, they drink Based God like Odwalla
f*ck my main broad and I might just go and rob her
Pretty Boy Swag, your b*tch like Cousin Skeeter
Young Based God came straight with the heater
Iced out b*tch, homerun like Derek Jeter
Your ho talkin' down, I'm Chris Brown, so I beat her
Ask about my Visa, b*tch, smoke this reefer
Young Based God, cost forty for the feature
AK-47 leave your ass like my reefer
West Berkley n*ggas, waterfront through your speakers, rich n*gga

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
Buck down, buck down, buck down
You don't wanna get drug down, drug down, drug down
So motherf*cker won't you calm down, calm down, calm down
Buck n*gga lights so dumb now, dumb now, dumb now, Waka Flocka
All I know, All I know, All I Know