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on everything - gmoneydt lyrics

[intro: gmoneydt]
gang

[verse 1: gmoneydt]
he hit the station and tell everything
lot of n*ggas talk a lot, i do some, don’t say anything
b*tch, i’m married to the block, i need my wedding ring
we catch him on the backstreet on the gang like, b*tch, we stretchin’ him
face tats, i can’t change, i’m so 8th street
got the flame tatted on my face, i madе a face bleed
sticks and drums in this benz thing but i don’t make bеats
you a stomp down, f*ck your main, i need my pape’ please
on everything, ain’t gotta ask, you know it’s amg
ain’t elevated, wouldn’t bend it ’cause you ain’t payin’ me
but anyways, let me tell you what it is and what it’s not
i’m a young joint off the block, that’s somethin’ he not
you take b*tches on the plane, i bring ’em to the block
you take advice from your bro knowin’ he a cop
i know they probably think i’m on here lyin’ but i’m not
i could die right now, [?] with that chop (what i say?)
[verse 2: playerrways]
free the gang, roger gang the hottest in the city
high*speed in a foreign, drakey in the back and she got chili chili
[?] hit his belly, stincy dream team still run the bity
big mud, big money, big*ass shadies, they both cost fifty
want my intention, tell me, “daddy, put your palm out”
on shakin’ street, everything i pay for, i can hope you out
big money facey, [?]
showed her everything she was gon’ show me, now the b*tch so quiet
and i’m a rockstar in ksubi, denim with the rick
rich paisa gang, we in black truck like presidents
a bougie rapper, eatin’ maestros inside the crib
face tat, face tat, this not spitfire, we flame sh*t, on gang

[verse 3: gmoneydt]
every time them shooters go, you know i gotta go
slide through they block and then we knock ’em down like dominoes
i double clap face it because he knocked the b*tch on sixty*fifth
what’s*his*name told on the case, he should’ve pled the fifth
the black truck dropped me off so i jumped in the benz
ain’t even wanna f*ck no more so i went to the friend
watchin’ tv in the maybach off a couple tens
barefacin’ broad day how i did a couple skits

[chorus: gmoneydt]
if it’s beef, let it be known ’cause i ain’t runnin’
parked the benz in the corner, he ain’t even see it comin’
i don’t need security, i could ride around with a hundred
i be sh*ttin’ in the back because that chopper hit his stomach
that’s on everything
if it’s beef, let it be known ’cause i ain’t runnin’
parked the benz in the corner, he ain’t even see it comin’
i don’t need security, i could ride around with a hundred
i be sh*ttin’ in the back because that chopper hit his stomach
that’s on everything

- gmoneydt lyrics

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