It's All Good
G-Slimm Lyrics


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Uh, uh-huh, yeah
Uh, uh-huh, yeah (it's all about the Benjamins, baby)
Uh, uh-huh, yeah (it's all about the Benjamins, baby)
(Goodfellas, uh)

Now, what y'all wanna do?
Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers? Brawlers?
Who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus
Tryna get my hands on some Grants like Horace
Yeah, livin' the raw deal
Three course meals, spaghetti, fettuccine, and veal
But still, everything's real in the field (uh, yeah)
And what you can't have now, leave in your will
But don't knock me for tryin' to bury
Seven zeros, over in Rio de Janeiry
Ain't nobody's hero, but I wanna be heard
On your HOT97 everyday, that's my word
Swimmin' in women with they own condominiums
Five plus five's, who drive Millineums
It's all about the Benjamins, what?
I get a fifty pound bag of Euk for the mutts
Five carats on my hands with the cuts
In something European chromed out with the clutch, what

I wanna hold figures, fuck being a broke nigga
Drinkin' malt liquor, drivin' a broke Vigor
I'm with Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers (uh)
Rockin' Girbaud denims with gold zippers (come on)
Lost your touch, we kept ours, poppin' Cristals
Freakin' the three-quarter reptiles
Enormous cream, forest green Benz Jeep
For my team so while you sleep I'ma scheme (that's right)
You see through, that's why nobody never gon' believe you
You should do what we do, stack chips like
Don't let the melody intrigue you, 'cause I leave you
I'm only here for that green paper with the eagle

I'm strictly tryin' to cop those colossal-sized Picasso's
And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's (woo)
Tienda, with cash flowin' like Sosa
And a Latin chick transportin' in the chocha
Stampedin' over, pop Mo's, never sober
Flexin' Range Rovers dealin' weight by Minnesota (uh)
Avoidin' narcs with camcorders and Chevy Novas (uh-huh)
Stash in the building with this chick named Wilona (uh-huh)
From Daytona, when I was young I wanted to bone her (uh-huh)
But now I only hit chicks who win beauty pageants (ahaha)
Trickin' and takin' me skiin' at the Aspens, uh
Gangsta mental, stay poppin' Cristal
Pack a black pistol in the Ac' coupe that's dark brown (woo)
Pinkie ringin', gondolas with the man singin'
Italian music down the river with your chick clingin'
To my bizzalls, player, you mad false
Actin' hard when you as pussy as RuPaul's

Come on, come on, uh-huh
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)

Now, what y'all wanna do? (It's all about the Benjamins, baby)
Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers? Brawlers? (It's all about the Benjamins, baby)
Who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers (it's all about the Benjamins, baby)
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus (uh, uh, what the bloodclaat?)

Wanna bumble with the bee, huh?
Bzzz, throw a hex on the whole family (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dressed in all black like The Omen (say what?)
Have your friends singin', "This is for my homie" (that's right)
And you know me from makin' niggas so sick
Floss in my six, with the Lex' on the wrist
If it's murder, you know she wrote it (uh-huh)
German Ruger for your ass, bitch, deepthroat it (come on)
Know you wanna feel the womb 'cause it's platinum-coated
Take your pick, got a firearm you shoulda toted, suck a dick
All that bullshit you kick, player-hatin' from the sidelines
Get your own shit, why you ridin' mine? (Uh-huh)
I'm a Goodfella kinda lady
Stash 380's in Mercedes, Puffy, hold me down, baby (I got you)
Only female in my crew and I kick shit like a nigga do (uh, uh, uh)
Pull the trigger too, fuck you (come on)

I been had skills, Cristal spill
Hide bills in Brazil, about a mill', the ice grill (that's right)
Make it hard to figure me, liquor be kickin' me
In my asshole, undercover, Donnie Brasco
Left my East Coast girl the Bentley to twirl (uh-huh)
My West Coast shorty push the chrome 740
Rockin' Redman and Naughty, oh, where my kitty cat?
Half a brick of yay in the bra where her titties at
And I'm livin' that for life, we push weight (uh-huh)
Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes at Penn State
Listen close, it's Francis, the Praying Mantis
Attack with the MAC, my left hand spit
Right hand grip on the whip for the smooth getaway
Player haters, get away or my lead will spray
Squeeze off 'til I'm empty, don't tempt me
Only to Hell I send thee, all about the Benjis, what

It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)




It's all about the Benjamins, baby (yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Overall Meaning

The song "It's All Good" by G-Slimm is a celebration of material success and the pursuit of financial gain. The song is entirely centered on money, with numerous references to monetary achievements, both in terms of personal wealth and in the accumulation of currency through illegal activities. The song's opening lines set the scene by asking what the listener wants to do: be a baller, shot-caller or brawler. The lyrics then go on to describe the lifestyle of someone who has achieved financial success, with references to fine dining, luxury cars, and beautiful women.


The song's chorus continually reinforces the idea that everything is about the Benjamin's, meaning currency or money. G- Slimm even raps about burying seven zeros in Rio de Janiero as he tries to accumulate wealth illegally. Throughout the song, G-Slimm paints a vivid picture of a life of luxury and excess, one that is achieved through drug-dealing, gun-running, and other illegal means. While the song may be seen as glorifying criminal behavior, it speaks to the desire for financial success that is at the heart of much of modern society.


Line by Line Meaning

Now, what y'all wanna do?
What are your aspirations and goals?


Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers? Brawlers?
Are you aiming to be successful, influential, or tough?


Who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers
Driving fancy cars with flashy accessories


On the low from the Jake in the Taurus
Avoiding attention from law enforcement


Tryna get my hands on some Grants like Horace
Striving to acquire wealth


Yeah, livin' the raw deal
Dealing with a tough or unfair situation


Three course meals, spaghetti, fettuccine, and veal
Indulging in luxurious and expensive meals


But still, everything's real in the field (uh, yeah)
Despite the challenges, everything is genuine and authentic


And what you can't have now, leave in your will
If you can't possess something now, pass it on to future generations


But don't knock me for tryin' to bury
Don't criticize me for aiming to surpass expectations


Seven zeros, over in Rio de Janeiry
Having a large amount of money in a foreign city


Ain't nobody's hero, but I wanna be heard
I may not be a savior, but I want my voice to be heard


On your HOT97 everyday, that's my word
Being featured on a popular radio station consistently


Swimmin' in women with they own condominiums
Surrounded by independent women who own their own properties


Five plus five's, who drive Millineums
Driving expensive cars, specifically the Lincoln Millennium


It's all about the Benjamins, what?
The primary focus is on acquiring wealth


I get a fifty pound bag of Euk for the mutts
Obtaining a large quantity of drugs for profit


Five carats on my hands with the cuts
Wearing expensive and flashy diamond jewelry


In something European chromed out with the clutch, what
Driving a European car with chrome details and a manual transmission


I wanna hold figures, fuck being a broke nigga
Desiring financial success and rejecting poverty


Drinkin' malt liquor, drivin' a broke Vigor
Indulging in cheap alcohol and driving a low-quality car


I'm with Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers (uh)
Surrounded by individuals who enjoy expensive drinks and avaricious partners


Rockin' Girbaud denims with gold zippers (come on)
Wearing stylish jeans with flashy gold details


Lost your touch, we kept ours, poppin' Cristals
While you lost your skill or success, we maintained ours, celebrating with expensive champagne


Freakin' the three-quarter reptiles
Wearing expensive, exclusive designer clothing


Enormous cream, forest green Benz Jeep
Driving a large, luxurious, green Mercedes-Benz SUV


For my team so while you sleep I'ma scheme (that's right)
Working hard to strategize and succeed while others are unaware


You see through, that's why nobody never gon' believe you
People can see through your facade, so nobody will believe you


You should do what we do, stack chips like
Instead, you should emulate our actions, accumulating wealth


Don't let the melody intrigue you, 'cause I leave you
Don't be deceived by appearances, as I will deceive or outsmart you


I'm only here for that green paper with the eagle
My main purpose is to acquire money, specifically US dollar bills


I'm strictly tryin' to cop those colossal-sized Picasso's
I am exclusively aiming to purchase huge, valuable artworks by Picasso


And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's (woo)
I want to involve a person known as 'papi' in a cocaine distribution operation outside Delgado's (a place)


Tienda, with cash flowin' like Sosa
Running a store where money flows freely, resembling the financial success of baseball player Sammy Sosa


And a Latin chick transportin' in the chocha
Having a Latina woman smuggling drugs in her vagina


Stampedin' over, pop Mo's, never sober
Moving ahead forcefully, popping expensive champagne, never being sober


Flexin' Range Rovers dealin' weight by Minnesota (uh)
Flaunting luxury Range Rovers while participating in drug trafficking in Minnesota


Avoidin' narcs with camcorders and Chevy Novas (uh-huh)
Evading undercover police officers equipped with video cameras and driving inconspicuous Chevy Novas (cars)


Stash in the building with this chick named Wilona (uh-huh)
Hiding illegal goods or drugs in a building with a woman named Wilona


From Daytona, when I was young I wanted to bone her (uh-huh)
From the city of Daytona, where I desired to have sexual intercourse with her when I was young


But now I only hit chicks who win beauty pageants (ahaha)
However, now I only engage in sexual relationships with women who win beauty pageants


Trickin' and takin' me skiin' at the Aspens, uh
Engaging in deceitful relationships and being taken on skiing trips to Aspen


Gangsta mental, stay poppin' Cristal
Having a gangster mindset and frequently consuming expensive champagne


Pack a black pistol in the Ac' coupe that's dark brown (woo)
Carrying a black firearm in a dark brown Acura Coupe


Pinkie ringin', gondolas with the man singin'
Adorning a pinkie ring and riding in gondolas (Venetian boats) while someone sings


Italian music down the river with your chick clingin'
Listening to Italian music while cruising down a river with a woman clinging to you


To my bizzalls, player, you mad false
To my friends, you are angry and fake


Actin' hard when you as pussy as RuPaul's
Trying to appear tough while actually being weak or cowardly like RuPaul


Wanna bumble with the bee, huh?
Do you want to confront or challenge me?


Bzzz, throw a hex on the whole family (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Causing harm or misfortune to the entire family


Dressed in all black like The Omen (say what?)
Wearing all black clothing, reminiscent of the movie 'The Omen'


Have your friends singin', 'This is for my homie'
Making your acquaintances sing a tribute song for your deceased friend


And you know me from makin' niggas so sick
You recognize my ability to make people envious or jealous


Floss in my six, with the Lex' on the wrist
Showing off in my luxury car, with a Lexus on my wrist


If it's murder, you know she wrote it (uh-huh)
If there is a crime committed, you know I am responsible for it


German Ruger for your ass, bitch, deepthroat it (come on)
Using a German-made Ruger gun to threaten or intimidate someone; implying oral sex


Know you wanna feel the womb 'cause it's platinum-coated
You desire to have sexual intercourse with me because I am financially successful


Take your pick, got a firearm you shoulda toted, suck a dick
Choose your weapon carefully; you should have carried a firearm, go and perform oral sex


All that bullshit you kick, player-hatin' from the sidelines
All the nonsense you talk and your envy, criticizing from a position of insignificance


Get your own shit, why you ridin' mine? (Uh-huh)
Get your own belongings, why are you copying or stealing mine?


I'm a Goodfella kinda lady
I am a woman who resembles a member of a mafia organization


Stash 380's in Mercedes, Puffy, hold me down, baby (I got you)
Secretly hiding guns in Mercedes cars, relying on Puff Daddy (Diddy) for support and protection


Only female in my crew and I kick shit like a nigga do (uh, uh, uh)
I am the only woman in my group, but I behave or perform like a man


Pull the trigger too, fuck you (come on)
I am willing to use firearms and disregard you or your opinions


I been had skills, Cristal spill
I possess skills for a long time, wasting expensive champagne


Hide bills in Brazil, about a mill', the ice grill (that's right)
Concealing money in Brazil, having around a million dollars, the icy expression


Make it hard to figure me, liquor be kickin' me
Difficult to understand my actions, alcohol affects me


In my asshole, undercover, Donnie Brasco
Hiding illegal items or drugs in my anus, behaving like an undercover agent like Donnie Brasco (movie character)


Left my East Coast girl the Bentley to twirl (uh-huh)
I let my girlfriend from the East Coast drive my Bentley car


My West Coast shorty push the chrome 740
My girlfriend from the West Coast drives the chrome-colored BMW 740


Rockin' Redman and Naughty, oh, where my kitty cat?
Listening to Redman and Naughty By Nature music, searching for my pet cat


Half a brick of yay in the bra where her titties at
Concealing half a kilogram of cocaine in her bra where her breasts are


And I'm livin' that for life, we push weight (uh-huh)
I am living this lifestyle permanently, engaging in drug trafficking


Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes at Penn State
Disregard going to prison, disregard engaging in sexual relationships at Penn State University


Listen close, it's Francis, the Praying Mantis
Pay attention, it's Francis, a person who patiently waits and plans


Attack with the MAC, my left hand spit
Attacking with a MAC-10 gun, my left hand shoots


Right hand grip on the whip for the smooth getaway
My right hand firmly holds the steering wheel for a successful escape


Player haters, get away or my lead will spray
Those who envy or hate me, distance yourself or else I will shoot


Squeeze off 'til I'm empty, don't tempt me
Shoot until I run out of ammunition, don't provoke or challenge me


Only to Hell I send thee, all about the Benjis, what
I only send people to Hell, but my primary focus is on acquiring money




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Kimberly Jones, Deric Angelettie, Sean Jacobs, Christopher Wallace, David Styles, Jason Phillips, Sean Combs, Terry M. Etlinger, Linda Laurie

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