everything lyrics

[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)

[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