Luv Em All Songtext
Light skin, brown skin, gyal, I love 'em all
Dark skin girl, I could catch you if you fall
We could go to Mars, we could do the most
Two twin bitches, I can't pick, I love 'em both
I can't pick, I love 'em both
And I got too attached, so I had to go ghost
And girl, that shit is fat, could I show it to the bros?
Beat that shit up like you owe or you stole
Packs for the low
Dark skin girl, I could catch you if you fall
We could go to Mars, we could do the most
Two twin bitches, I can't pick, I love 'em both
I can't pick, I love 'em both
And I got too attached, so I had to go ghost
And girl, that shit is fat, could I show it to the bros?
Beat that shit up like you owe or you stole
Packs for the low
Pack, then I go
Anything we do, girl, can't nobody know
Ballin' with no coach
I'ma make a toast
Baby, I'm the goat, if you didn't, now you know
Yeah, if you didn't, now you know that
I was in the back of the Mack, right where your ho at
I was prolly with my old ho, call her throwback
'Cause all she know is throw back
Don't tell her 'cause she know that
Trips to Miami, bulletproof Caddy
Told her my name but she callin' me daddy
Baby, I'm a winner, had to do it for the fam'
You know I'm a shooter, had do it for the gang (Do it for thе gang)
Yeah, can't be fuckin' with no lames
Shе said, "Boy, you famous, them people know your name"
Brand new Wraith, brand new place
Took her to the moon, said she needed her space
Hard showin' love when you all around hate
She a freak, I don't judge, this a game I could play Bad lil' bitch, I'll prolly eat it like it's cake, and
Yeah, I got some feelings, but my heart in a grave
All these hoes I could save, but I ain't got a cape
I know you wanna stay, but it's money to be made
I be in the loop with the bitches and the banks
But it's money over hoes, I ain't even gotta think, huh
I'm outside, prolly out of state
Back in the town, got the gang on the way
AMG coupe, who could beat it in a race?
She could ride it in the Wraith, with the stars in her face
Are you dumb?
If she ain't pullin' up it ain't no fun
I like Wockesha but Perkiana was the one
I be in the club throwin' ones in the buns
Real niggas pull up, make a fake nigga run
Look, and that's the only way it goes, yeah
Girl, that's the only way I know
Left me in the cold, you ain't think I had a coat, uh
Water on me drippin' like the bottom of the boat
Light skin, brown skin, gyal, I love 'em all
Dark skin girl, I could catch you if you fall
We could go to Mars, we could do the most
Two twin bitches, I can't pick, I love 'em both
I can't pick, I love 'em both (I love 'em both)
I love 'em both
I can't pick, I love 'em both (I love 'em both)
I love 'em both
Anything we do, girl, can't nobody know
Ballin' with no coach
I'ma make a toast
Baby, I'm the goat, if you didn't, now you know
Yeah, if you didn't, now you know that
I was in the back of the Mack, right where your ho at
I was prolly with my old ho, call her throwback
'Cause all she know is throw back
Don't tell her 'cause she know that
Trips to Miami, bulletproof Caddy
Told her my name but she callin' me daddy
Baby, I'm a winner, had to do it for the fam'
You know I'm a shooter, had do it for the gang (Do it for thе gang)
Yeah, can't be fuckin' with no lames
Shе said, "Boy, you famous, them people know your name"
Brand new Wraith, brand new place
Took her to the moon, said she needed her space
Hard showin' love when you all around hate
She a freak, I don't judge, this a game I could play Bad lil' bitch, I'll prolly eat it like it's cake, and
Yeah, I got some feelings, but my heart in a grave
All these hoes I could save, but I ain't got a cape
I know you wanna stay, but it's money to be made
I be in the loop with the bitches and the banks
But it's money over hoes, I ain't even gotta think, huh
I'm outside, prolly out of state
Back in the town, got the gang on the way
AMG coupe, who could beat it in a race?
She could ride it in the Wraith, with the stars in her face
Are you dumb?
If she ain't pullin' up it ain't no fun
I like Wockesha but Perkiana was the one
I be in the club throwin' ones in the buns
Real niggas pull up, make a fake nigga run
Look, and that's the only way it goes, yeah
Girl, that's the only way I know
Left me in the cold, you ain't think I had a coat, uh
Water on me drippin' like the bottom of the boat
Light skin, brown skin, gyal, I love 'em all
Dark skin girl, I could catch you if you fall
We could go to Mars, we could do the most
Two twin bitches, I can't pick, I love 'em both
I can't pick, I love 'em both (I love 'em both)
I love 'em both
I can't pick, I love 'em both (I love 'em both)
I love 'em both