Kendrick Lamar, Meek Mill - A1 Everything lyrics
Kendrick Lamarс [Duckworth] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
Meek Mill [Robert Rihmeek Williams] Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Kendrick Lamar, Meek Mill - A1 Everything lyrics]
See, I'm an A1 type of guy (Uh oh)
I crush A1 hoes (true)
Rock A1 clothes (true) drive A1 whips (true)
And still pour A1 sauce on my shit
I come from the bottom (Poppin the bottles)
Crushing all these hoes, rocking all this ice
Selling all these O's, nigga
I done did that twice
So I'm just riding round in my Rolls
About to get on my bike
Just to touchdown in my hood and
I put that on my life
I'm like yeah nigga, I'm there nigga
I ball hard all year, nigga
My diamonds all clear nigga
Smack my chain you dead nigga
I don't know what you heard
And I don't know what you thought
But all my dogs they murk, and
All my dogs go hard, fuck that
My new young chick look exactly like Rihanna
Ass like Nicki, but she yellow like Madonna
I take her to the mall
Buy her all types of designers
YSL, fly Chanel, all that Dolce & Gabbana
I jump right back like 36
Lean hard when I turn the whip
If I ain't have my rap deal
Then I still be serving bricks
So I kill a pussy, I murder shit
Homicide on shorty
My gold Role cost 60 racks
My rose gold cost 40
I get A1 money, I'm an A1 nigga
Got a A1 swagger, I'm getting A1 bitches
I just bought me a Rollie
You can skate on nigga
If they don't love it, they hate it
Well get your hate on nigga
'Cause I got A1 everything, A1 everything
A1 everything, I get A1 everything
I got A1 credit, A1 hoes
I drive A1 whips, and I rock A1 clothes
Gangsta
Pray to God, I wash my hand but I be damned
2012, 100 racks to Uncle Sam
A 24 year old millionaire
Don't read the contract 'less
A mill in there
A1 credit, park my car bowlegged
I got a bus full of bitches
I call it Jay-rome Bettis
I grab my dick in the picture
Your ho be cropping the image
I let you scrape off the
Dishes, we eating nigga, i'll finish
Then come right back, hope you insomniac
Sleep on me if you wanna take a dirt nap
Bitch I'm talking ca-ca-ca-ca
Then more ca-ca-ca-ca
Hit your roof until I pop your top up
Then more ca-ca-ca-ca, til I know I gotcha
Ballin like I'm baldin'
Then I see Jordan in the mirror
Nigga, that's flawless VVS, and CC text me
"What you wearing?"
Puttin my all inside your bitch
I grip her hips, that's power steering
About to hydroplane when I board that plane
And land inside the building
I get A1 money, I'm an A1 nigga
Got a A1 swagger, I'm getting A1 bitches
I just bought me a Rollie
You can skate on nigga
If they don't love it, they hate it
Well get your hate on nigga
Cuz I got A1 everything, A1 everything
A1 everything, I get A1 everything
I got A1 credit (Credit) , A1 hoes (Hoes)
I drive A1 whips, and I rock A1 clothes
I'm gone!
I crush A1 hoes (true)
Rock A1 clothes (true) drive A1 whips (true)
And still pour A1 sauce on my shit
I come from the bottom (Poppin the bottles)
Crushing all these hoes, rocking all this ice
Selling all these O's, nigga
I done did that twice
So I'm just riding round in my Rolls
About to get on my bike
Just to touchdown in my hood and
I put that on my life
I'm like yeah nigga, I'm there nigga
I ball hard all year, nigga
My diamonds all clear nigga
Smack my chain you dead nigga
I don't know what you heard
And I don't know what you thought
But all my dogs they murk, and
All my dogs go hard, fuck that
My new young chick look exactly like Rihanna
Ass like Nicki, but she yellow like Madonna
I take her to the mall
Buy her all types of designers
YSL, fly Chanel, all that Dolce & Gabbana
I jump right back like 36
Lean hard when I turn the whip
If I ain't have my rap deal
Then I still be serving bricks
So I kill a pussy, I murder shit
Homicide on shorty
My gold Role cost 60 racks
My rose gold cost 40
I get A1 money, I'm an A1 nigga
Got a A1 swagger, I'm getting A1 bitches
I just bought me a Rollie
You can skate on nigga
If they don't love it, they hate it
Well get your hate on nigga
'Cause I got A1 everything, A1 everything
A1 everything, I get A1 everything
I got A1 credit, A1 hoes
I drive A1 whips, and I rock A1 clothes
Gangsta
Pray to God, I wash my hand but I be damned
2012, 100 racks to Uncle Sam
A 24 year old millionaire
Don't read the contract 'less
A mill in there
A1 credit, park my car bowlegged
I got a bus full of bitches
I call it Jay-rome Bettis
I grab my dick in the picture
Your ho be cropping the image
I let you scrape off the
Dishes, we eating nigga, i'll finish
Then come right back, hope you insomniac
Sleep on me if you wanna take a dirt nap
Bitch I'm talking ca-ca-ca-ca
Then more ca-ca-ca-ca
Hit your roof until I pop your top up
Then more ca-ca-ca-ca, til I know I gotcha
Ballin like I'm baldin'
Then I see Jordan in the mirror
Nigga, that's flawless VVS, and CC text me
"What you wearing?"
Puttin my all inside your bitch
I grip her hips, that's power steering
About to hydroplane when I board that plane
And land inside the building
I get A1 money, I'm an A1 nigga
Got a A1 swagger, I'm getting A1 bitches
I just bought me a Rollie
You can skate on nigga
If they don't love it, they hate it
Well get your hate on nigga
Cuz I got A1 everything, A1 everything
A1 everything, I get A1 everything
I got A1 credit (Credit) , A1 hoes (Hoes)
I drive A1 whips, and I rock A1 clothes
I'm gone!