All Gold Everything (remix) Lyrics

French Montana All Gold Everything (remix)

[Intro]
This shit sound like 007 on N64 and shit
Aye, aye – Montana
Trinidad, what up?

[Hook]
Gold all in my chain
Gold all in my ring
Gold all in my watch
Don't believe just watch
Nigga, nigga, nigga
Don't believe me just watch
Don't believe me just watch
Nigga, nigga, nigga
Don't believe me just watch
Don't believe me just watch
Gold all in my chain
Gold all in my ring
Gold all in my watch
Don't believe me just watch

[Verse 1: French Montana]
Cribs all in my chain
Cars all in my ring
All them bad bitches watchin'
Nigga, nigga, is it me or my watch?
Man, I pull up in the bank, 2-litre full of drank
Shaquille up in the paint, a dealer on my link
I popped the molly, can't sleep
I popped the molly, can't eat
Bad batch – my nigga
Don't pass that shit to me
I'm high – my nigga
Stop talkin' that shit to me
I be gettin' to the money, give a f..ck about a hater
I be rollin' up the OG in paper like the Taylor gang
Getting' money my nigga
F..ck them niggas that's hatin'
It's Montana, my nigga
We don't count money, we weigh it

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2: Trinidad James]
This ain't for no f..ck nigga
If you a real nigga then f..ck wit' me
This one for the hood niggas
The hipster bitches that shop at Lennox
Dark skin, light skin, Asian and white women
Hypebeast we know aboutchea'
Don't buy shoes unless they popular
For the hoes, my Nigga
That's pussy poppin' that Magic City
Got that strong, my Nigga
Then come match that shit wit' me
Smoking mid, my nigga
Then don't pass that shit to me
This one for my niggas
And bitches bout' that money (Cashout!)
Gotta love, Chesire Bridge
Them bad hoes at Onyx
I don't f..ck wit' no snitches
So don't tell me who tellin
This one for them colleges
Them bad hoes at Spellman
Shout out to them Freshmen
On Instagram straight flexin'
Popped a molly, I'm sweatin' (Woo!)
Popped a molly, I'm sweatin' (Woo!)
Momma always told me, boy count yo' blessings (Count em up)
In God I Trust
So I kept countin' them Franklins
I'm too fly, you know this
Lemme' give yo' ass a checklist
One gold watch
Two gold chains
Six gold rings, its NOTHIN' (God Dayum'!)
OG Jordans
Them high socks
No shirt on, I'm stuntin' (Okay!)
And this song for those f..ck niggas
Who hatin' on you this summer (Fuck Em'!)
Talk shit behind your back
But won't say shit in public (Fuck Em'!)

[Hook x2]