In "All Us," Lil Baby carries the weight of his whole circle, turning trap money into an empire built from the ground up. The repeated claim that he is the one putting on for all us reveals both pride and pressure, a leader who funds everyone around him while staying sharp enough to spot betrayal. Luxury cars, cash compounds, and stocks for his kids mark how far he has come from sleeping on stairs, yet the dirty game still demands a ten-million-dollar cushion. The message is loyalty earned through survival, not given.
All Us Lyrics by Lil Baby
Tell white boy, “Bring the bowls through”
It took three years to build my old school
Trappin’ out the condo, got the concierge [with a strip ?][0:09]
Louis Vuitton don, five thousand on a hoodie
My lil’ buddy burnin’ now, let him run off with a split (Oh, yeah)
He get seventeen five, he gon’ leave with two licks
I done found the right one, went and hunted for it
The [inform ?][0:18] gotta have least a band for ’em
You can mix ’em with highs if you folks’ll go (Know somebody)
You can sell ’em for ‘za if you know some folks
Couple spots every street, this bitch roll with me (Roll)
Real gangster, can’t play with my nose (Never)
That detective just told me you told some (You fold)
Lamborghini Countach with the doors up (Skrrt)
TRX like a motherfuckin’ Tonka truck
Hundred somethin’ a year not [0:34][?]
She gon’ always come back ’cause it’s comfortable
When you walk in, you smellin’ the odor
Fully dressed with them bands like it’s [door to door ?][0:40]
Summertime, this shit mine, I bought six stones
Thirty-five hundred a week, bae, I [0:44][duffed up?]
Talkin’ pounds, nigga, run the town, nigga
He get caught, he get dripped, make him drown (Nigga)
Built the empire up from the ground (Nigga)
Dirty, dirty, the dirty, the mud, nigga
Everybody I know sell drugs with me
Got the game in my hand, ’bout to windmill
It’s a dirty-ass game, keep a ten mil’
Tap the gas a lil’ bit, make it fishtail
I’m a lil’ bitty nigga with big spill
Bunch of pounds in this bitch, y’all, the phones ringin’
Got her suckin’ the dick ’til her nose bleed
I can see that you niggas got slow leaks
Why you trippin’? You already know me
Fuck that bitch, bro, you know how these hoes be
Handle business, I’m Atlanta JAŸ-Z
Baby, baby, baby
I’m the one puttin’ on for all us
I’m the one puttin’ on for all us
I’m the one puttin’ on for all us
I’m the one puttin’ on for all us
I’m the one puttin’ on for all us
I’m the one puttin’ on for all us
I’m the one puttin’ on for all us
I’m the one puttin’ on for all us
Sendin’ DMs like, “Gettin’ you back” (Huh?)
I don’t post how I pop it, my bad (My bad)
They gon’ steal it, then act like it’s theirs (Steal)
‘Partment Baby, we slept on the stairs (Trench)
She still talkin’, she stuck in the past (Go ‘head)
Brand-new compound, I bought it in cash (Go ‘head)
Off the profit, ain’t go in a stash (Go ‘head)
She don’t respect you, you goin’ out sad
Bring the load on the back of the dump truck
Drop a hundred, them youngins go dumb, dumb
At me proper, you know how to come, chump
Pull up tints with some shit, see my jewelry hit
I’m the one put that dope in the water
I’m the biggest lil’ nigga in Georgia
Sellin’ pounds out of what you call backyard
On a route to a billi’, now that’s hard
Got my kids turnt, they set up with stocks and bonds
You can’t get in this car, you ain’t got your gun
You can’t get on this jet, you ain’t got your funds
You can’t live how I live ’cause you’re not the one
‘Cause you’re not the one
You can’t live how I live ’cause you’re not the one
‘Cause you’re not the one
You can’t live how I live ’cause you’re not the one
I’m the one puttin’ on for all us
I’m the one puttin’ on for all us
I’m the one puttin’ on for all us
I’m the one puttin’ on for all us
I’m the one puttin’ on for all us
I’m the one puttin’ on for all us
I’m the one puttin’ on for all us
I’m the one puttin’ on for all us
