Got It All

One look at you
 And my heart knew
 You were the one for me
 Not the type of nigga to brag, my lady got it all
 Ay, yeah, she poppin' but never poppin' off (sheesh)
 Plus she bad and bougie to top it off
 Tell whoever trippin', they can knock it off
 Not the type of nigga to brag, lil' baby got it all, yeah
 Am I wrong to just want to show you off? Hey (on God)
 Only right I chop it, the top is off
 So tell whoever trippin'
 You the type that make me boss up
 I've been coolin' but you movin' with some hot stuff
 Might just blow it, it don't matter what it cost us
 Baby, bring it to the table like a potluck, yeah
 And they be tellin' me it's not love
 But they don't know who they speakin' on, it's not us (yeah)
 You can't tell me what you got is not drugs
 'Cause I'm addicted, keep me coming, let me cop up, yeah
 And girl, you got me locked up, they won't let me out (nah)
 Dealin' with these bitches, they just stress me out (yeah)
 You the one I want to come and bless me now, uh
 Right now like, right now like
 Not the type of nigga to brag, my lady got it all
 Ay, yeah, she poppin' but never poppin' off (sheesh)
 Plus she bad and bougie to top it off
 Tell whoever trippin', they can knock it off
 Not the type of nigga to brag, lil' baby got it all, yeah
 Am I wrong to just want to show you off? Hey (on God)
 Only right I chop it, the top is off
 So tell whoever trippin' they can knock it off (yeah, ay)
 Don't talk, just pay attention (yeah)
 Even good girls gotta pay commission (sheesh)
 Word on the street is that you got it all
 I wanna press every button 'til you turn bad
 Joint in my mouth for the look, baby (yeah)
 I'm the type you read about in the newspaper
 I'm the type to take you out, in the new Mercedes (in the new Mercedes)
 Windows down, music loud, I was born to make it (uh)
 I slide right in, if her sheets is satin
 Talk still cheap, I'm about those actions
 Real satisfaction, true thug passion
 She look good in high heels, open toes, Air Maxes
 (I'm out) not the type of nigga to brag, my lady got it all (yeah)
 Ay, yeah, she poppin' but never poppin' off (sheesh)
 Plus she bad and bougie to top it off
 Tell whoever trippin' they can knock it off
 Not the type of nigga to brag, lil' baby got it all, yeah
 Am I wrong to just want to show you off? Hey (on God)
 Only right I chop it, the top is off
 So tell whoever trippin' they can knock it off
 Oh, yeah
 Uh
 Haha, yeah
 Got it all
 She got it all
 That nigga, Blxst
 Dom Kennedy
 Still gettin' fly