Lil Baby - Everything lyrics

Dominique Armani Jones [4PF] Atlanta. USA.

[Lil Baby - Everything lyrics]

Gone in one minute
Pulled up in the supercar
This joint limited edition
Tried to tell you ahead of time
I wish you would have listened
Never tryna hold the ball
I'm cool with a assist
I just hope lil' bro don't miss
I can't lie, someone done pissed me off
I'm back up on that shit
Treat them niggas block like Lenox mall
We go in there and spin
I know niggas mad I'm number one
And they want me to fall
I got bad bitches, supermodels
I don't even call 'em
I'm thе youngest who be drillin' shit
You know that come with lifе
Niggas barely tryna send you shit
You know they ain't go right
What you talkin' 'bout in real life? I
Can't get caught up in the hype she like
"Why you drive like that?" I can't
Get caught up at no light
Know my nigga was dead wrong
I stand behind him like he right
Spent four hundred on that Richard Mill'
I call that wasting time
Tried to give you every sign
It got me wonderin' if you blind
We together when you with me, when
You leavin', you ain't mine, yeah

You owe me for everything
I'ma take it all the way 'til the
Grave before I drop a name
You done took a piece of my lil'
Heart so it won't be the same
I done got enough to give us all some
We done beat the game
You owe me for everything
I'ma take it all the way 'til the
Grave before I drop a name
You done took a piece of my lil'
Heart so it won't be the same
I done got enough to give us all some
We done beat the game (yeah)

Used to be in town when
I couldn't give a thing
Never wanna see you go out bad
I tried to give you game
You gon' throw my feelings in the trash
And leave it in the rain
I'ma leave me feelings in the past
I won't come back again (yeah, yeah)
Love it when she come and see me
And she wear her sundress
I be goin' stupid in that shit
We havin' dumb sex
She be tryna do it better
Turn into a contest i be smokin' rapper
We all know she get a contact
Always switch my number but somehow
She stay on contact
Stand up for my hood, the hoes on fold
You know I run that
Don't nobody run no top on me
And I ain't punch back
My dawg goin' on a life sentence
Pay whatever for him to come back
I been stackin' Ms like they souvenirs, yeah
Yeah i spent eighty grand on
Some new veneers, yeah, yeah
I been town to town, I'm
In that new McLaren, yeah, yeah
I'ma show my ass sometimes, it ain't have it

You owe me for everything
I'ma take it all the way 'til the
Grave before I drop a name
You done took a piece of my lil'
Heart so it won't be the same
I done got enough to give us all some
We done beat the game
You owe me for everything
I'ma take it all the way 'til the
Grave before I drop a name
You done took a piece of my lil'
Heart so it won't be the same
I done got enough to give us all some
We done beat the game

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