All Up In It
Lyrics
Yeah I'm winnin', I'm all up in it
Rims is spinnin' - some Rolls-Royce vintage
Man, I'm chillin' - smokin' on spinach
Yeah I'm winnin', I'm all up in it
Rims is spinnin' - some Rolls-Royce vintage
Man, I'm chillin' - smokin' on spinach
Ask me where da bud at, I Hypnotize Minds
Text me where the fun at, I sacrifice time
Clowns be dissin', then they analyze rhymes
Say I'm smokin' on 'Oprah, cause the blunt's oversize
Talent won't get you nowhere if you ain't organized
Recognize game, but you ain't on the vibe
Planets collide, my G's stay unified
I want a pool of Guap ten times quantified
No, I can't stop, need that house magnified
Like the fattest chick in prom, while everybody dancin', I'm going for the cake
Need myself a mansion where I can toke on that fuckin' Californian Hay
Yeah I'm winnin', I'm all up in it
Rims is spinnin' - some Rolls-Royce vintage
Man, I'm chillin' - smokin' on spinach
Say that again
Yeah I'm winnin', I'm all up in it
Rims is spinnin' - some Rolls-Royce vintage
And I'm chillin' - smokin' on spinach
How we rollin' every day
No Crucial Konflikt, just smokin' on the Hay
All the beef is history, Mary Jane's pleasin' me
Not a doctor, got no patience - I need shit instantly
Big smile on my face while all the bullshit's missin' me
Bad luck I got no reason to believe
Take joy in simplicity, Mary Jane's still pleasin' me
Hit the Bud & I feel Wiser instantly, overcoming trouble easily
Any rapper dissin' me missin' teeth, this honesty causin' beef
Got at least twelve bitches with me, Palm Springs
No money issues, but I need nice things
If the pussy stinks - no, thanks
Bitch I need peace, no tanks
Lookin' at them lesbos, gettin' slow wanks
Smokin' on a doobie, bumpin' Robb Bank$
Clowns cappin' hard, end up in low ranks
I don't know how the cash machine works
I just come 2 collect stacks
Yeah I'm winnin', I'm all up in it
Rims is spinnin' - some Rolls-Royce vintage
Man, I'm chillin' - smokin' on spinach
Yeah I'm winnin', I'm all up in it
Rims is spinnin' - some Rolls-Royce vintage
And I'm chillin' - smokin' on spinach
Definitely
Yeah I'm winnin', I'm all up in it
Rims is spinnin' - some Rolls-Royce vintage
Man, I'm chillin' - smokin' on spinach
Summer time, babe
Yeah I'm winnin', I'm all up in it
Rims is spinnin' - some Rolls-Royce vintage
Man, I'm chillin' - smokin' on spinach
Summer of Love
Here comes the muthafuckin' fun
Yeah I'm winnin', I'm all up in it
Rims is spinnin' - some Rolls-Royce vintage
Man, I'm chillin' - smokin' on spinach
Yeah I'm winnin', I'm all up in it
Rims is spinnin' - some Rolls-Royce vintage
Man, I'm chillin' - smokin' on spinach
Ask me where da bud at, I Hypnotize Minds
Text me where the fun at, I sacrifice time
Clowns be dissin', then they analyze rhymes
Say I'm smokin' on 'Oprah, cause the blunt's oversize
Talent won't get you nowhere if you ain't organized
Recognize game, but you ain't on the vibe
Planets collide, my G's stay unified
I want a pool of Guap ten times quantified
No, I can't stop, need that house magnified
Like the fattest chick in prom, while everybody dancin', I'm going for the cake
Need myself a mansion where I can toke on that fuckin' Californian Hay
Yeah I'm winnin', I'm all up in it
Rims is spinnin' - some Rolls-Royce vintage
Man, I'm chillin' - smokin' on spinach
Say that again
Yeah I'm winnin', I'm all up in it
Rims is spinnin' - some Rolls-Royce vintage
And I'm chillin' - smokin' on spinach
How we rollin' every day
No Crucial Konflikt, just smokin' on the Hay
All the beef is history, Mary Jane's pleasin' me
Not a doctor, got no patience - I need shit instantly
Big smile on my face while all the bullshit's missin' me
Bad luck I got no reason to believe
Take joy in simplicity, Mary Jane's still pleasin' me
Hit the Bud & I feel Wiser instantly, overcoming trouble easily
Any rapper dissin' me missin' teeth, this honesty causin' beef
Got at least twelve bitches with me, Palm Springs
No money issues, but I need nice things
If the pussy stinks - no, thanks
Bitch I need peace, no tanks
Lookin' at them lesbos, gettin' slow wanks
Smokin' on a doobie, bumpin' Robb Bank$
Clowns cappin' hard, end up in low ranks
I don't know how the cash machine works
I just come 2 collect stacks
Yeah I'm winnin', I'm all up in it
Rims is spinnin' - some Rolls-Royce vintage
Man, I'm chillin' - smokin' on spinach
Yeah I'm winnin', I'm all up in it
Rims is spinnin' - some Rolls-Royce vintage
And I'm chillin' - smokin' on spinach
Definitely
Yeah I'm winnin', I'm all up in it
Rims is spinnin' - some Rolls-Royce vintage
Man, I'm chillin' - smokin' on spinach
Summer time, babe
Yeah I'm winnin', I'm all up in it
Rims is spinnin' - some Rolls-Royce vintage
Man, I'm chillin' - smokin' on spinach
Summer of Love
Here comes the muthafuckin' fun
Writer(s): Tadeusas Klimasevskis
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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