Global Hues - All In (R.I.P. Nip) (feat. Liquid Silva & Ben Utomo) [Prod By: Rendra Sapta] скачать в хорошем качестве

Global Hues - All In (R.I.P. Nip) (feat. Liquid Silva & Ben Utomo) [Prod By: Rendra Sapta]

NOW AVAILABLE ON ITUNES, SPOTIFY, TIDAL AND MORE! Global Hues - All In ft. Liquid Silva & Ben Utomo Prod By. Rendra Sapta (@Indoskull) Video Directed & Edited by: Brillian Gansa Mix & Mastering: Rendra Sapta IG: @Indoskull Video Girl: Shinta Wijaya Location: Sport & Shisha Cafe (Jakarta, Indonesia) Global Hues Instagram: LangstonHues Liquid Silva Instagram: LiquidSilva Ben Utomo Instagram: BenUtomo LYRICS: Counting these stacks and I'm all in Balling just like spalding Your shorty at my crib why you calling Bag full of chips yeah we all in Feeling like Nipsey yeah we all in No money out yeah we all in Feeling like Nipsey yeah we all in No money out year we all in R.I.P. Nip, death to a snitch Yoga di crib and I'm fucking yo bitch On a blue pill yeah ignorance is bliss Rocking Nipsey blue, but I ain't no crip Grabbing the funds, we on the run Was moving the weight, was moved by a ton Got my first flip when I broke down a brick Ice so cold it's making em sick Young detroit nigga, but I took it global The ones that sold drugs, yeah them the moguls Been getting this shit since wheelies on the mongoose Say we getting cake I ain't talking bout fondue Fondle her ass while counting this cash You just observant, yo looking ass My jordan retros, blast from the past Yo bitch on my dick cause the wealth I amassed Counting these stacks and I'm all in Balling just like spalding Your shorty at my crib why you calling Bag full of chips yeah we all in Feeling like Nipsey yeah we all in No money out yeah we all in Feeling like Nipsey yeah we all in No money out year we all in (Liquid Silva) Hundred on the highway Living life we on the fast lane All my homies they dead I rather be alone I trust no bitch I rather be alone Countin’ ma riches Gettin paid Getting rich like Rich Drink away ma pain Drip like rain Sick like Blane Quit not praying I feel no pain I get paid like whoa All these hater talking but broke Keep me circle small ya Stack ma money long ya Boke bule bule boke Boke bule you kna who Fucked ya bitch ya you got mad Fucked ya bitch ya made her gag (Ben Utomo) Ben utomo liquid silva global hues They be scared as fuck tell me what we can't do They dont know what the fuck i've been through I just wanna crib with a million dolla view Never stoppin like a green light gettin money like we been white I'm just doin what i feel like Know you feel me if you feel like You be shining like the city lights Talking bout the money then i'm all in Always goin up never falling Keepin it movin never stalling Dictating the game no stalin You know I be ballin like kobe High as fuck almost OD Bitches on my dick like Moby I be on my force like obi wan kenobi Counting these stacks and I'm all in Balling just like spalding Your shorty at my crib why you calling Bag full of chips yeah we all in Feeling like Nipsey yeah we all in No money out yeah we all in Feeling like Nipsey yeah we all in No money out year we all in