Dimas - All for Tha Fam Lyrics

Do this for my mama
I'm riping the top off
I'm countin my commas
I f*ck with no cough drops
I'm sippin that wak hard
She giving me cute stares
I'm giving her cock hard
And now she going crazy
She says i'm amazing
But i do not care now
Kuz i'm high and i'm blazing
Ballin up like a blazer
Smoking weed like a blazer
Lighting shit like a taser
F*ck the bread i want paper
Yuh yuh
They said young D ur a g
Spelled Durag and hit the blee
Kuz ik that's tru man i keep it g
Yuh
Believe me
You haven't been thru what i have seen
Don't make me f*cking cause a scene
Yuh
Living the dream
Making money with my team man i wanna go and buy a c
Yuh
The C class
Kuz i'm tryna go on the dash with all my money all the cash
They always talk reckless
They shopping at payless
They talking that bullshit
They talking that nonsense
We was and that's past tense
Kuz we is not boys now
I'll ball u like madden
We deadstock like rayden
Nigga u know that we coming
Adding up cash yea we summin
Playing no yuhioh but summin
Do you want that static or sumthing
These nigga they dressing real bummy
These niggas they talking real funny
Nigga u know that we coming
Addin up cash yea we stuntin
These bitches in love like mclovin
Sippin on pink robitussin
That shit feel so good in my muscles
The champagne expensive and bubbly
I know if they deepthroat they love me
But these hoes
They faded and clubin
But i need me
A queen or sumthing
Gatta get me a bad queen
She gatta ride like my team
Ride it nice but be mean
Mix the ranchers with the lean
F*ck a xanny pop a bean
Cash rules everything around me
F*ck the sauce i got cream
F*ck the sauce I got cream
F*ck the sauce I got cream
I got the cream in the bag
Niggas they riding my swag
I don't let them ride it
Kuz I ain't a fag
Just know where it came from
I don't mean to brag
Just know when I say sum
It's always be faxxx
Just know it's bout money
Run this game like track
Morty always giving me a hand
I'm the rick universal dad
Talking shit
Why y'all gatta act
Just be real
I don't know why y'all hold back
I can't sign a deal
If you call it racks
Gatta call it mills
So I feed the fam
Feed my lil hood
Feed the f*cking gang
Put that shit on gang
They always talk reckless
They shopping at payless
They talking that bullshit
They talking that nonsense
We was and that's past tense
Kuz we is not boys now
I'll ball u like madden
We ds like rayden
Do this for my mama
I'm riping the top off
I'm countin my commas
I f*ck with no cough drops
I'm sippin that wak hard
She giving me cute stares
I'm giving her cock hard
And now she going crazy
She says i'm amazing
But i do not care now
Kuz i'm high and i'm blazing
Ballin up like a blazer
Smoking weed like a blazer
Lighting shit like a taser
F*ck the bread i want paper
Yuh yuh