Young Thug
All This Money
[Pre-Chorus: Casino]
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'

[Chorus: Casino]
Don't drain them bricks in my kitchen
I'm kickin' up bales in the kitchen
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
Got remix in my kidney
Got a n***a counting up in the kitchen
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'

[Verse 1: 550]
BRB, n***a, be right back
Give me that sack and you won't get it back
N***a keep a tool, n***a try to move
Shooter ride with it so you know I'm goin' lu'
All red foreign, in the ride [?]
Y'all n***as in the street but a n***a ain't heard him
N***as say, "Snitch," so a n***a won't serve
Got two pistols in the street, n***a, that murder
Got a dope bag full of cash in with that base
Got fifty on the road and the shit's still base
Big diamonds 'round my neck, I can feel these n***as hate
Four years in the cell, that time I wasted
Now I'm walkin' on the money, count checks when it's sunny
RIP [?]
I'm a Zone Six trapper, [?] kidnapper
Six months in the booth, n***a, I'm a rapper
Thank God for finesse, fuck n***a, I'm blessed
Wrap a brick up, dumbbells, we the best
Got all this love, oh n***a, I'm fresh
Got muscle in the streets so a n***a got pressed
We the new Death Row and we kickin' shit open
We see the red Range Rover, n***a, then it's over
Send the flames to his ass and my young n***a blast
I'ma sit up in the trap doin' nothin' but count cash
[Pre-Chorus: Casino]
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'

[Chorus: Casino]
Don't drain them bricks in my kitchen
I'm kickin' up bales in the kitchen
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
Got remix in my kidney
Got a n***a counting up in the kitchen
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'

[Verse 2: Casino]
Money stacked up, tell the teller bank, "Count it"
[?] that cheerio, cheerio
Ooh, kill 'em, ooh, kill 'em
My remix game got my pockets on Terrio
Ain't no plottin' on Casino
I got that extendo, shooters in the window
Shooters on the roof, they [?] cha cha
I got rich off sellin' fake flops
Pulled up in a drop head
All them haters dropped dead
Diamonds 'round my neck and wrist
Know it cost a half a mill'
All this money I'm gettin', I ain't stressin' 'bout a deal
One-thirty-six, our way out, I don't do no deals
Me and 550, we on a paper chase
Every club we step in, we leave a paper trail
Sittin' back, watch my money grow like Wall Street
Got a trap house on every corner, n***a, every street
[Pre-Chorus: Casino]
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'

[Chorus: Casino]
Don't drag them bricks in my kitchen
I'm kickin' up bales in the kitchen
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
Got remix in my kidney
Got a n***a counting up in the kitchen
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'

[Verse 3: Young Thug]
P-A-P-E-R (Cash, racks)
All this nut in this ho throat, she might need CPR (Uh)
Trick a n***a bitch, make her do what I say
Yeah, I remote control her (She mine)
She rollin' on her (She rollin'), I'm focused on her (Focused), ooh (Focused)
Relationship money, no singles, motherfucker (What?)
Name ring plenty bells, jingle motherfucker
If you didn't know, we big B, yes, sting a motherfucker
I like my K for real [?], motherfucker
Buy my n***a' bitch like John Cena, motherfucker (Woo)
Like a old man, look like a n***a shrinked the motherfucker
You know that I came with my brothers (Brothers)
You know that I bang with my brothers (My brothers)
If I can't get you or your daughter (Your duaghter)
Casino gon' fuck at your mother (Casino)
Everybody know y'all fuck n***as pie (What?)
You n***as think y'all custard? (Custard)
Fuck n***a make me mad I'ma call Duct Tape Dave on them busters
[Pre-Chorus: Casino]
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'

[Chorus: Casino]
Don't drag them bricks in my kitchen
I'm kickin' up bales in the kitchen
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'
Got remix in my kidney
Got a n***a counting up in the kitchen
All this money I'm gettin'
All this money I'm gettin'