At All

Lyrics

[Intro: Billionaire Black & FBG Duck] (Money Beat's un dono) Woah Nigga, you ain't gettin' no money at all (No) Not at all (No), not at all (No) Turn up [Chorus: Billionaire Black & FBG Duck] She say she wanna cool with a boss (A boss) I guess the girl heard how we ball (How we ball) Fifties, hundreds, probably tear down the mall (The mall) She say her man ain't gettin' no money at all (No) Not at all (No), not at all (No) Why you flexin'? You ain't gettin' it at all (At all) Not at all (At all), not at all (Not at all) (FBG shit) Nigga, you ain't gettin' no money at all (FBG, bitch, turn up) [Verse 1: FBG Duck] How the fuck you gon' say we don't get money, nigga? I just sit back and laugh 'cause that shit funny, nigga We been playin' with them hundreds, nigga I done been through a lot, you don't know nothin', nigga (At all) And bitch, I been had swag You could play around with them hoes, I'ma play around with a bag You could have them hoes, I'd rather have cash We be whippin' forеigns in traffic, doin' the dash (Skrrt) You say you wanna fuck with a boss, baby? You don't wanna fuck with me, then that's your loss, baby Thеm boys you with ain't gettin' no money I'm eatin' so good, they look so hungry, gang [Chorus: Billionaire Black & FBG Duck] She say she wanna cool with a boss (A boss) I guess the girl heard how we ball (How we ball) Fifties, hundreds, probably tear down the mall (The mall) She say her man ain't gettin' no money at all (No) Not at all (No), not at all (No) Why you flexin'? You ain't gettin' it at all (At all) Not at all (At all), not at all (Not at all) (Woah, woah) Nigga, you ain't gettin' no money at all [Verse 2: Billionaire Black] I got so much cash, I need a money counter She wanna kick it with me just to turn her clout up Everywhere we go, you hearin' some' about us They throwin' dirt up on our name, they always tryna doubt us I'ma check a bag, ain't got no competition Disrespect a Clout, you'd probably come up missin' In a foreign smokin' gas and them lanes, I'm switchin' (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) I be chasin' bags, I ain't never chasin' bitches I be ridin' around in that Bimmer (Skrrt) You broke boys still ridin' around in them steamers (Catch up) Street sweeper hit your block, call that shit a cleaner (Bah-bah, bah-bah) If 12 get behind me, yup, nigga, I'm leavin' 'em (Skrrt) [Chorus: Billionaire Black & FBG Duck] She say she wanna cool with a boss (A boss) I guess the girl heard how we ball (How we ball) Fifties, hundreds, probably tear down the mall (The mall) She say her man ain't gettin' no money at all (No) Not at all (No), not at all (No) Why you flexin'? You ain't gettin' it at all (At all) Not at all (At all), not at all (Not at all) Nigga, you ain't gettin' no money at all