All Y’all lyrics

[Intro]
(GT)
Huh, yeah, woah
Ayy, you know I like to have fun
I like to take 'em back on that old school sh*t
Yeah, look

[Verse]
Money talkin' like that my baby
Seein' these brand-new faces, had shootouts in different places
Shottas talk overrated
That money come different phrases
Yeah-yeah, heard these n*ggas want some smoke with them babies
Bullet exit his dome, come in contact with the others
My homie died from that fire for a fact man I love him
Wе cannot throw no white flags
I made that choice, so I'm thuggin'
Don't givе a f*ck 'cause when it's up I drop that bag for to bust him
These n*ggas pus*y all y'all jewelry glass, man
Man, that sh*t won't blind a n*gga, when he shoot, ain't missin'
And all that sh*t they rap about ain't feelin'
I learnt how to read a n*gga sittin' penitentiary
Post in them trenches on the the most dangerous block in the Wraith
Up on a n*gga with the Glock that I just bought out the 8
Approaches talkin' out his top, we shoot him dead in his face
We all did time I can't rewind I did some months in that cage
Too many guns they countin' nine the police came did a raid
They took ten thousand of the money my big brother had saved
Never got caught for sellin' drugs, but violate thirty days
When Ben got caught, ain't say a thing, I had to give him a raise
[Outro]
We oh we oh we
We oh we oh we
We oh we oh we
We killin' all y'all
We oh we oh we
We oh we oh we
We oh we oh we
We killin' all y'all