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everyone good - kitz lyrics

[intro]
hmm, hmm (nah, nah)

[chorus: kitz]
i’m tryna make sure everyone good, i’m tryna make sure everyone straight
i’m tryna make sure everyone safe and we all gon’ get to this godd*mn pape’
i ain’t nettspend or osama but i know everything’ll be ok
i’m tryna shoot my shot with this b*tch, i don’t even really care if i miss first base (on god)
“xo” and i sent back, “can’t even lie, i kinda miss yo face”
if i ever get locked up with this sh*t, i don’t really even care if thеy drop the d*mn case
i’m tryna get to thе top of this b*tch, i been feelin’ like future, i’m servin’ that base
already said that wrong one time but i swear to god i’ma do that sh*t again
honest to god, no, i’m not a d*mn saint, know i try my hardest
i’m tryna swerve with that svj ’til the point we gotta restart it
i want a big*ass garage with a whole lot of cars to the point i can’t park sh*t
now that i feel like a rockstar, b*tch, i don’t need no guitar, no

[verse 1: kitz]
sh*t’s another casualty if you stuck to me casually
they treat me like the king of this sh*t is young brokitz, young majesty
tell me why i just be by myself and this b*tch still get so mad at me
and over the phone, this b*tch gon’ post about me, never taggin’ me

[verse 2: vuitton]
yeah, pistol on me, deface it, i’m bringin’ mason
rap final, pull the payments spent on my name
d*mn, this sh*t a game, i don’t play it for the fame
he a bum n****, don’t need no racks, would’ve called his ass a lame
and i rock that celine, that [head is for me?]
two time, two time for the hoes in the back
two time, two blunts, f*ck another pack up
girl, you need to pack up, get yo ass out
now is it really wit or is it just bad luck?

[chorus: kitz]
i’m tryna make sure everyone good, i’m tryna make sure everyone straight
i’m tryna make sure everyone safe and we all gon’ get to this godd*mn pape’
i ain’t nettspend or osama but i know everything’ll be ok
i’m tryna shoot my shot with this b*tch, i don’t even really care if i miss first base (on god)
“xo” and i sent back, “can’t even lie, i kinda miss yo face”
if i ever get locked up with this sh*t, i don’t really even care if they drop the d*mn case
i’m tryna get to the top of this b*tch, i been feelin’ like future, i’m servin’ that base
already said that wrong one time but i swear to god i’ma do that sh*t again
honest to god, no, i’m not a d*mn saint, know i try my hardest
i’m tryna swerve with that svj ’til the point we gotta restart it
i want a big*ass garage with a whole lot of cars to the point i can’t park sh*t
now that i feel like a rockstar, b*tch, i don’t need no guitar, no

- kitz lyrics

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