Everything

Lyrics

[Intro: DJ Drama] Shout out to RJ On your mark DJ Drama [Verse 1: G Perico] I want everything I got comin' If it's love, if it's beef, if it's money Real success, like a chef, choppin' onions These niggas always cryin' 'bout somethin' I'm international, ratchet, irrational Finally said, "Fuck it," that's just somethin' that I had to do Turnin' up the clique, that's just somethin' that I had to prove Back against the wall, it was nothin' that I had to lose Niggas from the pen callin' in, "G, do your shit" In my European super high off of [?] Millionaire, so I got me a trigger man All these rappers gettin' killed, I can't let 'em kill the bag I ain't have a dad, so I looked up to that nigga bad At thirteen I was covered up in blue rags In '23 all I'm goin' for is blue bags The opportunity is slim, so I gotta move fast [Pre-Chorus: RJmrLA] Man, don't talk to me about no misdemeanor (Yo, what we talkin' 'bout?) Every whip I pull out John Cena (Big body) How you got him showin' up with no Subpoena? (On the mud) How you got a drinkin' baby? She a breather [Chorus: RJmrLA] Ready, set (Go) Ready, set Ready, set (I'm lookin' like, go) Lookin' like it, feelin' like it, smellin' like it Lookin' like goals with this doll ho [Verse 2: G Perico] The trenches got niggas wearin' dentures AR15's knockin' niggas out existence Yeah, that ain't nowhere in my vision I'm on defense and offense, G keep killin' The more that I make the crazier I feel I thank god every day, I can't believe this shit is real Gotta get a bigger bag, 'cause my niggas need appeals I got 700K from my negotiating skills Yeah, uh, and that's for one album I fuck 'em up any way that I come at 'em Yeah, that goes to show I ain't no dumb rapper All these niggas got opinions, but it don't matter I pulled up to the hood, then I flew straight up out the country I'm lookin' good, smellin' good, we know who gettin' money It's the clique-clique-clique-clique-clique-clique-clique To keep it gangsta, I deserve all this shit [Pre-Chorus: RJmrLA] Man, don't talk to me about no misdemeanor (Yo, what we talkin' 'bout?) Every whip I pull out John Cena (Big body) How you got him showin' up with no Subpoena? (On the mud) How you got a drinkin' baby? She a breather [Chorus: RJmrLA] Ready, set (Go) Ready, set Ready, set (I'm lookin' like, go) Lookin' like it, feelin' like it, smellin' like it Lookin' like goals with this doll ho [Outro: DJ Drama] (Gangsta Grillz) Hot Shot Legendary