Fuck Em All (feat. French Montana) - Ace Hood

I be countin' money ‘til my thumbs hurt

All my dogs ridin' with that drum work

In the kitchen scrapin' up them damn pots

So I can drop 80 on a damn watch

Stuntin' on these niggas, like «fuck ‘em all»

Middle fingers in the air, like «fuck ‘em all»

They don’t wanna see me ball — fuck ‘em all

Fuck ‘em all — motherfuck ‘em all

Put that on Jehovah, nigga, never goin' broke

Twenty Jesus pieces, crackers think I’m sellin' dope

Rollie presidential, I encourage you to vote

My pistol named Molly, pop it ‘til you overdose

Ain’t no time for a hater — got a date with the paper

Weigh the money then bag it — cop a watch out of Jacob

Treat the Porsche like a bucket, back in the day owned a Cutlass

My watch is so disrespectful, haters so disappointed

So what the fuck is you talkin'?

Tell them pussies I’m ballin'

Got a suite at the Ritz, I’m fuckin' somebody’s daughter

Keep a Ray Allen with me, all hail to the shooter

Hit the strip club, nigga — spread the rough like a rumor

You know…

I be countin' money ‘til my thumbs hurt

All my dogs ridin' with that drum work

In the kitchen scrapin' up them damn pots

So I can drop 80 on a damn watch

Stuntin' on these niggas, like «fuck ‘em all»

Middle fingers in the air, like «fuck ‘em all»

They don’t wanna see me ball — fuck ‘em all

Fuck ‘em all — motherfuck ‘em all

Blowin' money stuntin' screamin' motherfuck a budget

458 Ferrai function, soon I’ll hit the button

A couple engine revers, bet you have it comin', suck it

A chopper in the trunk, my cousin he don’t do discussions

Count the dough ‘til I’m dead, fuck the judge and the Feds

First check, nigga blew it — hundred thousand advance

Fuck that play money, nigga — spit the grip on the villa

Virgin Islands we livin', eatin' lobster and fritters

Them niggas hate that I got it, most my bitches exotic

Pullin' up in the foreign, I bet that dope is provided

I know you see me with my jewels on

I die today, then put some diamonds on my tomb stone

Fuck boy — until then…

I be countin' money ‘til my thumbs hurt

All my dogs ridin' with that drum work

In the kitchen scrapin' up them damn pots

So I can drop 80 on a damn watch

Stuntin' on these niggas, like «fuck ‘em all»

Middle fingers in the air, like «fuck ‘em all»

They don’t wanna see me ball — fuck ‘em all

Fuck ‘em all — motherfuck ‘em all