Everything lyrics
by Rich The Kid
[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
I make your b*tch roll up my Swishers, your b*tch wash all my dishes
Your b*tch pick up my pack, boy, I send her on a mission
Your b*tch do everything, your b*tch do everything
Your b*tch do everything, I make your b*tch do everything
I make your b*tch roll up my Swishers, your b*tch wash all my dishes
Your b*tch pick up my pack, boy, I put her on a mission
Your b*tch do everything, your b*tch do everything
Your b*tch do everything, I make your b*tch do everything
[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Oh, she a sl*t, she a dog, she a freaky ass b*tch
But she rollin' up the kush, and then she suckin' on my di*k
I'm like, "b*tch, please, hoe get out my face"
Why the f*ck you in my house? b*tch, get out my place
First, she wash the dishes, then pick up my pack
First, she suckin' on my di*k, lickin' on my sack
I'm like, "hoe, where the f*ck your man?"
All up in the pus*y and I be goin' HAM
I got racks on racks on racks on racks, b*tch, I got the stupid packs
Blowin' on that kush, that loud, catch me in that f*ckin' cloud
Your b*tch do everybody, your b*tch at every party
She roll that kush, she suck that di*k, and then she pop a molly
[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
I make your b*tch roll up my Swishers, your b*tch wash all my dishes
Your b*tch pick up my pack, boy, I send her on a mission
Your b*tch do everything, your b*tch do everything
Your b*tch do everything, I make your b*tch do everything
I make your b*tch roll up my Swishers, your b*tch wash all my dishes
Your b*tch pick up my pack, boy, I put her on a mission
Your b*tch do everything, your b*tch do everything
Your b*tch do everything, I make your b*tch do everything
[Verse 2: Derez De'Shon]
Your b*tch do whatever I tell her
And she eat what I feed her
Make your b*tch feel special
f*ck the hoe, and then leave her
Your b*tch say she love me
I tell her the same thing
Gotta beat the work in the jewelry store with my prisoner
Chain gang, couple bad b*tches, a few plain janes
Now your b*tch my main thing, and then we young n*ggas like Chief Keef
We don't cuff a hoe, we bang bang
It's Rich The Kid and D Dash, better get your hoe 'fore we take her home
f*ck her like she a porn star, and then drop her off with you later
Oh, Dash
[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
I make your b*tch roll up my Swishers, your b*tch wash all my dishes
Your b*tch pick up my pack, boy, I send her on a mission
Your b*tch do everything, your b*tch do everything
Your b*tch do everything, I make your b*tch do everything
I make your b*tch roll up my Swishers, your b*tch wash all my dishes
Your b*tch pick up my pack, boy, I put her on a mission
Your b*tch do everything, your b*tch do everything
Your b*tch do everything, I make your b*tch do everything