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letra de everything - lil bean & daboii

[intro: lil bean]
f-ck wrong with you, let me talk my sh-t
yeah, yeah, psh, yeah

[verse 1: lil bean]
when we in the drought, i got money in the floor, it’s choppers in the couch
i know a n-gga say he outside in the house (he is)
i know a b-tch that’s from the bay, her ass from the south
bullets smell like anything, there’s diamonds in his mouth
i know a judge that’s tryna hang my other brother like a mount
god, you tellin’ me i’m gettin’ too much money, now i need accountant
all blue strips, can be a blind man and still count it
young n-gga, i’m still blowin’ bands on the ‘fit
i mix chrome with the rhude, rhude with the ricks
so much ice on me now, i’m cooler than a b-tch
n-gga, i ain’t changin’ up, stickin’ to the script
i can make a fifty ball chillin’ in my house shoes
at the game court side, chillin’ like a scout dude
i know baby say she love me, what that sh-t amount to?
gotta focus on myself, everything ain’t ’bout you (ayy)

[chorus: lil bean]
everything, huh, ayy, huh
designer stores, what i cop? everything, huh
they ask me what i’m here for, everything, huh
brodie want a switch on everything, ayy
everything, uh, everything, huh
every car, every ho, everything, huh
lil’ b-tch, you want me to show everything? huh
you would think we tryna knock down wolverine, huh
[verse 2: daboii]
ayy, she like, “daddy, what you need?” i need everything (i need everything)
berry black & milds back-to-back, this ain’t mary jane (this ain’t no weed, n-gga)
playin’ in the streets without your pole, sh-t a scary game (sh-t scary)
nina got a beam with a pole, had to let it hang (uh-huh, bah)
“daboii, what you need?” i need all of that (i need all of that)
tryna phone pin me in the club, n-ggas callin’ rats (n-ggas’ nerds)
fallin’ off, never, n-ggas mad ’cause i was fallin’ back (’cause i was fallin’ back)
b-tch hung up on me, alright, bet, i ain’t callin’ back (i ain’t gon’ do it)
put that pape’ in my hand, b-tch, i need it (b-tch, i need it)
i only hit that b-tch once, got her fiendin’ (got her fiendin’)
and my young n-gga ain’t never been to church, he a demon (yeah)
playin’ offense, then we touchdown on defense (fifa, yeah)
lil’ n-gga tried ride my wave, left him seasick (yeah)
b-tch tryna choose up on a boy, need at least ten (need at least ten)
simpin’ over hoes, writin’ tweets, that ain’t me, twin (that ain’t me)
it’s only one thing i wanna be, and that’s be rich (on the gang)

- lil bean daboii

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