G Herbo - Everything lyrics

[Verse 1: G Herbo] Hit the scene, so fresh, so motherf**in' clean And my car so fast, it's leaving everything I love you so momma, and thank you for everything And you know momma, I was doing everything Using guns, ecstasy, I'm off extra lean In the hood I'm selling molly, raw, everything Heroin, we crushing Tylenol, everything Weed, soft, everything Hit the mall, 50 G's, and I ball, everything Plug just like Tom Brady, boy, I caught everything My Uncle a gangster, I'm the one he taught everything You can't be my lady, sneaky b**h, I saw everything [Chorus: G Herbo] Herbo, what you do for fun, b**h, everything Herbo, what you gone do with that gun, b**h, everything What kind of d** you wanna run, b**h, everything If you die what you gone leave your mom, b**h, everything [Verse 2: G Herbo] Everything on you phony n***as lie 'bout everything, put it on they homies Hating a** n***a, you want everything on me Swervo saucy, everything got double G's, don't it Italian beef with everything, extra cheese on it I done iced out everything, them VV'S on it I done tried everything, except coke and dope I done fired everything, .40's blow the most Seen dead bodies, everything, so I drove the Ghost Told that b**h take off everything, I ain't even close Took everything in me not to close your f**in' door Barney's on me, everything, everything boss Everything exhaust [Chorus: G Herbo] Herbo, what you do for fun, b**h, everything Herbo, what you gone do with that gun, b**h, everything What kind of d** you wanna run, b**h, everything If you die what you gone leave your mom, b**h, everything [Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert] Yuh, everything My new whip, that b**h, it came with everything I'ma turn that boy into a heavy stain Whipping up that dope, yeah, that's that heavy cream I been f**ing on your b**h since I was 17 Even though my Glock hold 30, this a 17 Chop it, whole thing from the Medellín My old gun, that sh** was dirty, but I kept it clean Mask off, remember me Extra bu*ton, on the back, 'cause my uzi a lemon squeeze Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada Swag, swag, swag, that's my disease f** her once, I gotta leave Smoking dope, I'm Japanese f**ed her in the master suite I ball like an athlete [Chorus: G Herbo] Herbo, what you do for fun, b**h, everything Herbo, what you gone do with that gun, b**h, everything What kind of d** you wanna run, b**h, everything If you die what you gone leave your mom, b**h, everything