ALL THE STUFF

[Intro: BB Sun]
Aye, gimme all the damn shit (Aye, woah)
I need all of it, all the stuff, all of it
Gimme all the stuff, gimme all the damn stuff
Gimme all the stuff, gimme all the, stuff (Aye, aye)
Gimme all the stuff, gimme all the stuff
Gimme all the, gimme all the stuff
Gimme all the stuff
Gimme all the stuff, gimme all the stuff (Aye)
Gimme all the stuff, gimme all the stuff (Aye, aye)

[Verse 1: BB Sun]
[?] juggs 'cause I'm sleep all the time (All the time)
How I'm 'posed to jugg if I don't know nobody?
Money low and I got murder on my mind (Bop, bop, bop, bop)
And I'm probably finna rob somebody (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
I feel it in my body
When I got a problem I don't call nobody (No, no, brr, brr, no no, no, no, no)
I ain't got nobody, I don't need nobody, I don't want nobody
Nigga get the fuck from me
Running at the function, like you want some from me
He ain't know about me, better call somebody (Brr, brr)
Better ask somebody 'bout something (Somebody 'bout something)
Better watch yo' tone when you talk around Sun
Run up in yo' home if you talk about Sun (Shh, don't tell nobody)
I don't talk to niggas, y'all ain't talking 'bout nothing (Shh, be quiet)
I ain't talking no birds but they flock around Sun
Imma tell you one time, they gon' talk 'bout something
When it's all said and done, the world revolve around Sun

[Chorus: BB Sun & Yung Bruh]
Gimme all the stuff, gimme all the damn stuff (Stuff)
Gimme all the stuff, gimme all the damn stuff
Gimme all the stuff, gimme all the damn stuff (Stuff)
Gimme all the stuff, Gimme all the damn stuff (I need all the stuff, I deserve all the stuff nigga)
Bitch I'm BB Sun, I need all the damn stuff
Run up in yo' house taking all the damn stuff (Every last bit nigga, all the stuff, blow, blow)
Gimme all the stuff, gimme all the damn stuff (Yung Bruh)
Gimme all the stuff (Aye)
Gimme all the damn stuff (Gimme all yo' stuff)

[Verse 2: Yung Bruh]
Back in the day, had the Beretta in the dresser (Bop, bop, bop, bop)
LSD seller, cop from me, I'll bless you (Brr, brr)
My nigga had that gram and my cousin had finessed her (Cocaine)
We was making cheese, bitch, we was making cheddar (Ching, ching, ching)
Fiends call my Samsung (Brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr)
Check my schedule, always hear my ringtone 'cause my acid better
Swervin' through my section (Swerve, swerve)
In a Neon, I was stressin' (I was stress)
Had a white bitch, she thought it was love, but I was finessing (Suck my dick)
Call her damn phone, bitch come get me, hurry up (Aye come get me bitch, hurry up)
I'm in front of the store, bitch I need serve some plugs (I got some, I got some plugs I need to serve)
I was hella dumb, had 12 on my nuts (Aye, fuck 12)
They fucking pull us over, I put 6 tabs on my tongue (Oh shit, fuck)

[Outro: Yung Bruh]
Fuck, damn, fuck, fuck, damn, what the fuck?
What the fuck? shit, shit, fuck, damn, what the fuck?
Fuck, shit, fuck, what the fuck?
What the fuck? Fuck 12