G Herbo, B-Lovee - My Everything (Part III) lyrics

Ooh, ooh
(And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube)
Grrah

She actin' naughty, she want me to spank it
(Uh, huh)
Bad lil' bitch, not basic
Give you my time, you better not waste it
We catch a opp, no waitin', like
(Like what?)
We just gon' up in broad day, shit
(We just gon' up in broad day)
Feelin' like Wick 'cause the way
That I aim it
Like
(The way that I aim)
Ain't no where you can go
When them bullets start rainin'
(Ah)

No I ain't mad, that ain't my ho, like


(That ain't my ho)
He think he it, but he not though
(He not though)
She let me hit in a Tahoe
(Let me hit in a Tahoe)
Made any packs off a iPhone (Uh, huh)
Fuckin' her good
So she keep callin' my phone
(Uh, huh)
Totin' this knocker
I can't stop for police
Heard he a shooter, I heard he was police
(I heard he was what?)

I heard that he slidin'
He bang for his homies
I heard he got knocked and
Start blamin' his homies
(Like what?)
He claim that thot, but he ain't the only
(Ain't the only)
Droppin' the Y, that shouldn't be on me
(Be on me)
She get off the 'Migo then ride like a pony
(Like a pony)
Kay in the cut and he dangerous (Uh, huh)
She act bad with the jatty
She know how to shake it
(And she know how to-)
I act bad with the beam on the ratty
I don't gotta chase it
(Uh)
Put the beam on the bag, then flame it
(Grrah-grrah, boom)
Ask around town, you know I ain't basic
(You know I ain't basic)
If I give you some time
I just hope you don't waste it
(I just hope you don't waste it)
Baby girl come here, come here
Let me taste it
(Come here, let me taste it)
Ever catch you cheatin'
I'ma up and flame it
(I'ma up and flame it)

Ayy, she actin' gangster, she want
Me to slap her
Ayy
Street nigga, not like a rapper
I don't be cappin', but bitch, I'm a Kappa
She wanna know what my life like
I need her with me, I just might nap her
Can see she be livin' the night life
Tell her hop on the Finsta
I just might add her
Tell the lil' ho she don't know me though
And she think she is it but she not though
Real fans look at me like Pac though
Still gangbang like I'm Rock though
(I'm Rock)
Need a bitch act like my Mama
Shout out to my pops though
(Shout out to my Pops though)
Asian bitch love Benihana
But shout out to my Vatos
In LA i'm ridin' Lamb's
In the 'Raq I'm duckin' potholes
(Skrrt)
Swervo ain't got none but tens
I can't be seen with Patos
Forty Glocks, four Nics, I pop those
Watch a nigga cook slow like pot-roast (Fuck)
You don't get what I got though
Why you hatin', suckin' dick on my post?
(Pussy)
Ho actin' naughty, she want me to spank it
Bad lil' bitch, not basic
I give you my time, you better not waste it
If you jealous, you just gotta face it
Gotta be happy I'm mad rich
From the block, I ain't never had shit
And I used to be stressed, that's past tense
Like Roddy, courtside with' a bad bitch

She actin' naughty, she want me to spank it
(Uh, huh)
Bad lil' bitch, not basic
Give you my time, you better not waste it
We catch a opp, no waitin', like
(No waitin', like)
We just gon' up in broad day, shit
(We just gon' up in broad day)
Feelin' like Wick 'cause the way
That I aim it
Like
(The way that I aim)
Ain't no where you can go
When them bullets start rainin'

No I ain't mad, that ain't my ho, like
(Uh, huh)
He think he it, but he not though
(But he not though)
She let me hit in a Tahoe
(She let me hit in a-)
Made any packs off a iPhone
(Made any packs off a iPhone)
Fuckin' her good
So she keep callin' my phone
(Like what?)
Totin' this knocker
I can't stop for police
Heard he a shooter, I heard he was police
(I heard he was-)

She actin' naughty, she want me to spank it
Bad lil' bitch, not basic
Give you my time, you better not waste it