Baby, I'm on the road
But it's all good, though
I love you, love you, I'ma call right back
(That boy Cassius) but it's all good, it's all good

Baby keep on calling my phone (phone)
Wanna know when I'ma come home (come home)
She telling me that I be fucking bitches
And I told her that she trippin'
Girl, you must be high off shrooms
Want to investigate me when I come in the room
Talking 'bout where you been at
And why you ain't pick up your phone?
I've been on the road stacking money
Talking 'bout I treat her like Macaulay Culkin
'Cause she stay at home alone

But it's all good though
When I come out with them M&Ms (oh)
And tell you to count up this big bankroll
Everything good though
Told me stop trapping but you told me
That you wanted to get up out the hood though
All my hard work, it done paid off (oh)
Shawty stayed down since day one (one)
Gotta keep her by my side like my Tommy gun
Put on my jewelry, baby, shine like the sun (shine)

Okay, I be on a private jet to Portuguese to just pick up some Benjamin Franklins
From some people I ain't never seen
The OGs keep telling me, "Boy, you gon' make history"
I told my bitch you better ask about a nigga in these streets
We can go to MIA to see the palm trees (oh)
Lamborghini, man, we pull up on Daytona Beach (oh)
When I look into her eyes, I make her panties leak (oh)
She still probably won't believe, so we taking a trip to go to Belize

But it's all good though
When I come out with them M&Ms
And tell you to count up this big bankroll
Everything good though
Told me stop trapping but you told me
That you wanted to get up out the hood though
All my hard work, it done paid off (oh)
Shawty stayed down since day one (one)
Gotta keep her by my side like my Tommy gun
Put on my jewelry, baby, shine like the sun (shine)

Quavo talk to 'em, ooh
You know you're shining, baby (shine)
Looking like some VVS diamonds, baby
Want to thank your mama, my God what a creation
Wanna welcome you into my mansion with a invitation
I'm a young nigga, ain't used to relations
And know I ain't patient (no, no)
She told me she black and she Asian (Asian)
Just look how she walk when she came in
She hate it when I got to go on the road
But she like it when I bring back the hundos (hundos)
She cooking spaghetti and gumbo
Mama told me don't eat no sauce from no hoes (no)
But you know a nigga really like you (like you)
But you tryna shut down my empire
That's my lifestyle like the wire (no)
You too bipolar, baby you fire (fire, go)

Baby keep on calling my phone (phone)
Wanna know when I'ma come home (come home)
She telling me that I be fucking bitches
And I told her that she trippin'
Girl, you must be high off shrooms
Want to investigate me when I come in the room
Talking 'bout where you been at
And why you ain't pick up your phone?
I've been on the road stacking money
Talking 'bout I treat her like Macaulay Culkin
'Cause she stay at home alone (nah)

But it's all good though
When I come out with them M&Ms (oh)
And tell you to count up this big bankroll
Everything good though
Told me stop trapping but you told me
That you wanted to get up out the hood though
All my hard work, it done paid off (oh)
Shawty stayed down since day one (one)
Gotta keep her by my side like my Tommy gun
Put on my jewelry, baby, shine like the sun (shine)

Offset
I had to fly out to Vegas to show her that I'm a player
I'm not used to cuffing the women but I'm gonna save her
Booty fatter than Deelishis, when I hit her we lay up
We together, get up on our knees and we say our prayers
Ain't no trials and tribulations, we having some patience
She 25 she got two cars, and a house that she paid for
So what else could I ask for? (What else?)
First night I was mad, I didn't smash her (I was mad)
And that taught me a lesson, lil' mama got to be special (special)
She just wanna kick it with me, we can travel wherever (kick it)
She know I got a busy schedule, sometimes she be acting selfish (busy)
When I hit her she be quitting 'cause she say it's too much pleasure (quitter)
She telling me her favorite song is Handsome and Wealthy (Handsome)
She love it when I'm kissing on her body, start to melt her (mwah)
I be murdering the pussy, I should have another felon
We sticking together just like we salt and pepper (stick together)

But it's all good though
Baby keep on calling my phone (phone)
Wanna know when I'ma come home (come home)
She telling me that I be fucking bitches
And I told her that she trippin'
Girl, you must be high off shrooms
Want to investigate me when I come in the room
Talking 'bout where you been at
And why you ain't pick up your phone?
I've been on the road stacking money
Talking 'bout I treat her like Macaulay Culkin
'Cause she stay at home alone (nah)

But it's all good though
When I come out with them M&Ms (oh)
And tell you to count up this big bankroll
Everything good though
Told me stop trapping but you told me
That you wanted to get up out the hood though
All my hard work, it done paid off (oh)
Shawty stayed down since day one (one)
Gotta keep her by my side like my Tommy gun
Put on my jewelry, baby, shine like the sun (shine)


Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher

All Good Lyrics as written by Kiari Kendrell Cephus Joshua Theodore Cross

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