Everything, Everything (feat. Wiz Khalifa, Iamsu!, Berner, JR Donato & Kool John)
[Hook – Wiz Khalifa][x2] Everything good, my money real good I’m rolling up good, she fucking real good Her pussy real good, I’m rolling through my hood And everything good, and everything good
[Verse 1 – Iamsu!] I’m still fucking niggas hoes but I’m tryna stop I’m on the grind like all the time, from 9 to 9 o’clock It’s so much fly shit in my closet, let me take you shopping Ain’t no stopping, got to get it, boy it ain’t an option Niggas is watching, always up in something different Put your ass on game Money over all the bitches, split the profit with my gang Smoking, I’m smoking, I’m smoking Taking shots like I was open No baby, we ain’t from Oakland Roll it up, twist it up, smoke it Me and John brought the rich back OG telling us we did that Suck and swallow me, she kidnap Every verse pushing their wig back So it’s homicide, oh my god, every vegan traumatized It’s the squad, heartbreak, tell the gang, nigga do your thang We get high
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[Verse 2 - Berner] G double O D Cookie that’s OG I’m moving through your city with the thang I’m tryna get paid Nah, we don’t talk to the police Four days straight on drugs Four for the dud, everything’s good Got a new gold chain, ice cold frames Your weed look cool but I like more strain Laid back in the Maybach From the Bay, been on since way back Keep a bitch broke, I’m deep in her throat I only wrote this [?] to be [?] They used to hate me but they love me now Hopped out the game, I heard it’s dry, and it’s ugly now Hit me when it land, 8 AM it should be touching down Tell her turn around, back it up, make it touch the ground Tell that bitch I’m good, pay me like she should Shit on leather, grip on wood
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[Verse 3 – JR Donato] Everything good, to the hash up in the cookies To the way she give me nookie Be with killers if you pushing At the tour I’m selling cushy So baby pop that pussy For a trill nigga, two cups Might be too turnt with two sluts [?] better my wallet Bitches be running, I’m calling her runner Blue hundreds will get you through college They giving me knowledge
[Verse 4 – Kool John] You know I do it magnum, you know my lifestyle I fuck her real good, she tryna have my child All my hoes got my name tattooed I give em fat dick and fast food I hit the thing till it’s red like a baboon I give her big stick, no bamboo I’m real chill, but I get wild I’m a dog, [?] no puppy child Million dollar hoes, Imma hit her now Keep the car running, bitch I’m in and out