Jayy Starr - All About It lyrics

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Jayy Starr - All About It lyrics

[Intro] First you get the money Then you get the power Then you get respect First you get the money Then you get the power Then you get respect I can teach you all about it I can teach you all about it [Verse 1: Jayy Starr] Make that money, don't let it make you I been here before swear this sh** deja vu I am not impressed by any of you That sh** that yall on just ain't nothing new Went from no cheddar, to diamonds on bezels And exes that just don't know when they should let go My granny said babe on yo' way up stay prayed up You reachin' new levels, you meetin' new devils If the devil wears prada, I'ma pull up in zanotti In a Maserati, witta hitta that'll catch a body Sometimes it feels like they watch me They just mad 'cause they can't stop me If you cool, I'ma chill witcha But baby I'ma keep it real witcha On the highway, double R switching four lanes With the top down, screaming out, stuntin' ain't a thang [Hook] First you get the money Count up every hour Love ain't real They attracted to the power Brand new whip, running through a check f** that, gimme my respect I can teach you all about it I can teach you all about it I can teach you all about it I can teach you all about it I can teach you all about it I can teach you all about it I can teach you all about it I can teach you all about it I can teach you all about it I can teach you all about it I can teach you all about it I can teach you all about it [Verse 2: Jayy Starr] I'm addicted to pesos, allergic to fake hoes Rock with anybody that's about they bankroll These n***as tryna act like Diddy And they barely poppin' in the city I tell 'em no, no, no, no, you ain't got it like that We know you ain't gettin' money, we know you ain't gettin' stacks Not dollars, ion hear what you saying kid Swear these instagram hoes gotcha head big If you see 'em poppin' bottles then it's probably us Are they envious? Ain't it obvious? When it's time for war, in the squad we trust Take 'em all out, we are gods, we must I could teach you all about it Ever stop, highly doubt it When it's time to cook up, newspaper light the pilot Go ahead sleep, while yall dream we creep I'm gone do my ting til the end we meet [Hook] First you get the money Count up every hour Love ain't real They attracted to the power Brand new whip, running through a check f** that, gimme my respect I can teach you all about it I can teach you all about it I can teach you all about it I can teach you all about it I can teach you all about it I can teach you all about it I can teach you all about it I can teach you all about it I can teach you all about it I can teach you all about it I can teach you all about it I can teach you all about it