All You Need Video (MV)

For all my boss bitches
Yeah
Yeah
Tell me Why I gotta wait forever I been feeling like the greatest ever
Ain't no hallucinating trust I put the list together
I'm tryna hit the galleria for a Louis sweater
I'm tryna customize the car seats with Gucci leather
Sometimes the money make me feel better
When all I wanted was to never settle
So many memories, I set up goals just to get the cheddar
Hate How we living told my mama we was dying better
Now everybody get ya roll on,
It's a different time nobody want a slow song
A private party bad bitches with a pole on
Ain't even tryna f*ck tonight just keep ya clothes on
It took me time to do it right I did so many wrongs
I tried to cover up my scars I put givenchy on
You ever ignored every sign that told you stop going
Now all the bitches hit my line like a trap phone
And I Know she got it all, money to be made hella ways that she can ball
Throwing pussy Tariq woolen know I picked it off
Ain't giving out the number so I don't expect a call
Behavior from a boss
The fastest on the hill iain talkin randy moss
Believe in yaself baby you can pay the cost
Ice all on my body got it snowing Jack Frost
Mama shit finna be different you ain't gotta shop at Ross
Everything that she got on you know she paid for it
And ain't nobody gave her shit she had to slave for it
She wanna get her pussy ate ain't gotta shave for it
It's something bout a boss bitch that I just can't ignore
I'm polo baby but I'm dripping in Christian Dior
I told her let's go on a trip baby let's go explore
I know they thought that I would quit when they closed every door
Now when I take my girl shopping I can buy the store
Tell me Why I gotta wait forever I been feeling greatest ever
Ain't no hallucinating trust I put the list together
I'm tryna hit the galleria for a Louis sweater
I'm tryna custom the car seats with Gucci leather
Sometimes the money make me feel better
When all I wanted was to never settle
So many memories, I set up goals just to get the cheddar
Hate How we living told my mama we was dying better
Now everybody get ya roll on, it's a different time nobody want a slow song
A private party bad bitches with a pole on
Ain't even tryna f*ck tonight just keep ya clothes on
It took me time to do it right I did so many wrongs
I tried to cover up my scars I put givenchy on
You ever ignored every sign that told you stop going
Now all the bitches hit my line like a trap phone (like a trap phone)
(Like a trap phone)
(Get ya roll on)
(Aye, aye, aye)
(Polo Baby