Songtext zu 'ALL IN' von ZaeHD & CEO

[ZaeHD]
Oh, damn, yeah, them hits don't make no sense (don't make no sense)
This ain't Christmas, but we snatchin' like the Grinch (like the Grinch)
Startin' five, yeah, you niggas on the bench (you niggas on the bench)
My money yards, yeah, your money is an inch (is an inch)

Ooh, damn, ooh, damn, damn, where did time go? (aight, where the time go?)
You want bread? Bitch, I want the whole loaf (the whole loaf)
And it's winter, let me put on my coat
HighDef Gang, it's just me and the bros

Uh, all of my niggas got stacks (stacks), bend it over, let me tap
I don't want that lil' thot, and her teeth got gaps (what?)
Dollar signs, all I see (see), if it ain't blue, then it's green (green)
Money counter machine (chine), when it's done, cha-ching (cha-ching)

Like Tisa, bitch, Uber to my dick (uber to my dick)
Don't you kiss her, 'cause it's me on her lips (on her lips)
So much money in my pocket, got a limp (got a limp)
You need a diary, 'cause you are a wimp (you are a wimp)

[CEO]
I'ma go all in (all in), money stacked like tall timb' (stack it, stack it)
Between me and you, I'm the boss man (I'm the boss)
I might snatch your bitch (gimme her), without caution
I'm so fresh to death, throw me in a coffin

I got the white like Triple K (gang, gang, gang), get to an M, just to spend on a Wraith
Keep up with me, keep up ya pace, not in my feelings, I am not Drake (I'm not)
She want the feelings, I want the cake, she Uber to me, I Picasso her face
Stay in the lines, no, I don't trace, go to the Mars, I feel like I'm laced
Jump out the spot (Jump out the spot), like Jack-in-the-Box (like Jack-in-the-Box)

I need a loop-di-loop (loop), I need me a knot (I need me a knot)
What I am wearin', you cannot find, it's not in stock (you cannot find)
She pressin' on me, I do not want her, I told her kick rocks (get gone)
That boy can't breathe
I got a big dresser in my jeans (in my jeans)
I got a big V on my tees (VLONE)

Allergic to koalas, need to sneeze
Comme des Garçon, heart on my nipple (on my nipple)
You smokin' on some quiet, my niggas smoking cymbal
Ice around my neck (what's that?), icicle
We be goin' up (where?)

[ZaeHD & CEO]
Bing, bing, bing, bing
You can call me Martin Luther King, I had a dream (I had a dream)
Uh, if a nigga try me, he gon' have to see my team
Tell her bend it over, I'ma beat and break her spleen (spleen, spleen, spleen, spleen)
We got money, that's a fact (a fact), all of you niggas some rats (meeky me)

Tell her come sit on my lap, you niggas still drinkin' that tap (oh, glug, glug)
Tap water, slaughter your daughter (your daughter)
Need a cut, let me hit up my barber (ying, ying, ying, ying)
Fuck with me, then you have to move smarter

Pull up in that bald head like I'm Coach Carter
Roll it off, one percent, I need a charger
Please don't call my phone, I don't like to be bothered
Psst, let me let you in on a secret

All in, all in, all in, all in
For you and your friends
Turn up, uh, turn up, Toosie
Wipe me down like Boosie (young Boosie, Boosie, uh)
Ayy, for you and your friends, all in
Turn up with the check, check
Uh, neck, neck, uh, yeah, yeah, uh