My Everything lyrics
by Cash Cobain
[Intro]
(And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube)
Grrah
[Chorus]
She actin' naughty, she want me to spank it
Bad lil' b*tch, not basic
Give you my time, you better not waste it (Grrah, grrah)
We catch an opp, no waitin', like (Like what?)
We just gon' up and broad day sh*t (Uh-huh)
Feelin' like Wick 'cause the way that I aim it, like
Ain't nowhere you can go when them bullets start rainin'
Like, no, I ain't mad, that ain't my ho, like (That ain't my ho)
He think he it, but he not, though (He not, though)
She let me hit in a Tahoe (Let me hit in a Tahoe)
Made eighty packs off a iPhone (Uh-huh)
f*ckin' her good, so she keep callin' my phone (Uh-huh)
Totin' this knocker, I can't stop for police
Heard he a shooter, I heard he was police
[Verse]
I heard that he slidin', he bang for his homies
I heard he got knocked and started blamin' his homies (Like what?)
He claim that thot, but he ain't the only (Ain't the only)
Droppin' the Y, that sh*t, it be on me (Be on me)
She get off the 'Migo, then ride like a pony (Like huh?)
Kay in the cut and he dangerous (Uh-huh)
She act bad with the jatty, she know how to shake it (She know how to)
I act bad with the beam on the ratty, I don't gotta chase it (Uh)
Put the beam on the bag and then flame it (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Ask around town, you know I ain't basic (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
If I give you some time, I just hope you don't waste it (Ah)
Baby girl, come here, come here, let me taste it
Ever catch you cheatin', I'ma up and flame it (Grrah, grrah)
[Chorus]
She actin' naughty, she want me to spank it
Bad lil' b*tch, not basic
Give you my time, you better not waste it (Grrah, grrah)
We catch an opp, no waitin', like (Like what?)
We just gon' up and broad day sh*t (Uh-huh)
Feelin' like Wick 'cause the way that I aim it, like
Ain't nowhere you can go when them bullets start rainin'
Like, no, I ain't mad, that ain't my ho, like (That ain't my ho)
He think he it, but he not, though (He not, though)
She let me hit in a Tahoe (Let me hit in a Tahoe)
Made eighty packs off a iPhone (Uh-huh)
f*ckin' her good, so she keep callin' my phone (Uh-huh)
Totin' this knocker, I can't stop for police
Heard he a shooter, I heard he was police
[Outro]
She actin' naughty, she want me to spank it
Bad lil' b*tch, not basic
Give you my time, you better not waste it