Tyree - All Yours lyrics

[Hook] A couple thousand in my jeans, stretching out Diamonds hit her eyes like bling, she like wow She grab my mic and start singing, gimme that mouth She said it's all yours, she said it's all yours Yours, 100 ones all yours 1000 ones all yours Stack of ones all yours Yours, yours 100 ones all yours 1000 ones all yours Stack of ones all yours [Verse 1] Shawty got smooth skin, so soft she might be using coco bu*ter Finesse a n***a in the Benz, I had to do it, he don't know no better Grand mode on 10s, this is a rat rat, I'm racing to the cheddar Feet on it like a f**ing pedal, n***as wanna let my watch bezzle She looking in my AP, you can see it good from the nosebleed Smoking good on OG, make her think right make me lowkey When I wake up in the morning GMC, godmorning cake I'm counting money, woke up to a bad b**h, I didn't even take on a date [Pre-Hook] My 100 dollar bills in a group 20 dollar bills in a group All this real n***as all in my group I'm leaving work even if I'm catching the flu Baby blowing on me like I'm a flute I don't trust 'em, do you think I'm a fool Number 1, I can't be no number 2 [Hook] A couple thousand in my jeans, stretching out Diamonds hit her eyes like bling, she like wow She grab my mic and start singing, gimme that mouth She said it's all yours, she said it's all yours Yours, 100 ones all yours 1000 ones all yours Stack of ones all yours Yours, yours 100 ones all yours 1000 ones all yours Stack of ones all yours [Verse 2] It's all yours, trhwo, throw it It's all yours, I'mma throw it It's all yours, I'mma blow it It's all yours, and you know it I grab a freak and get get Put in between the sheets Brown skin, light teeth I love 'em all, love me I treat 'em like a dog, gon' get beat up Don't need 'em now, don't even need 'em n***as know that I ain't taking no disrespect We ain't talking if ain't 'bout a che1ue Small n***a with a bird chest But I ball quick like a Chevy vet Working on 2 phones Had to get it on my own [Pre-Hook] My 100 dollar bills in a group 20 dollar bills in a group All this real n***as all in my group I'm leaving work even if I'm catching the flu Baby blowing on me like I'm a flute I don't trust 'em, do you think I'm a fool Number 1, I can't be no number 2 [Hook] A couple thousand in my jeans, stretching out Diamonds hit her eyes like bling, she like wow She grab my mic and start singing, gimme that mouth She said it's all yours, she said it's all yours Yours, 100 ones all yours 1000 ones all yours Stack of ones all yours Yours, yours 100 ones all yours 1000 ones all yours Stack of ones all yours