Vanilla Seats (feat. Keenan TreVon)
I just want everything, everything
Everything, everything gold
I just want everything, everything
Everything, everything gold
I just want everything, everything
Everything, everything gold
Yeah
I just want everything, everything
Everything, everything gold
(Bling, bling, bling, bling, bling)
So you know how this bouta go
Yea I'm bouta kill the beat like a serial
And you know I make hits for the radio
But I gotta stay on point like a metronome
Lemme roll this joint then we on the road
But I need a little cash go and book a show
This your shawty favorite song cause my silly flow
I spit so fast when I'm in my zone
You ain't hear me though
Cause I'm feeling all kinds of pressure
Moms on my ass and pops he won't let up
I need a bag that's filled up with cheddar
Gram need a house tryna see what I'm gon' get her
Know I'm nice but I'm getting better
Your twenty-two can't fuck with my Beretta
If I choose you then baby special
Cause I need two bitches just for my mental
I just want everything, everything
Everything, everything gold
I just want everything, everything
Everything, everything gold
Ain't finna wait on nobody
Gotta keep my brothers and my dawgs by me
I just want everything, everything
Everything, everything gold
And I ain't letting up cause you know that I'm on mission
Guess I gotta paint a picture cause they ain't seeing the vision
I think I got her addicted to this lifestyle that I been living
I'm taking that shot in the dark but I'm gon' shoot with precision
Hope you know that I ain't finished
Cause this just the start
Ice cream vanilla seats in the back of the double r'
Why that bitch talking to me, I don't even know who you are
I told my homies we should of kicked you out of the car
So what's the chance
Now a nigga blowing up you hitting me but we was never friends
You only wanna be down with gang cause you see us marching with them bands
And shit is hard for me babe like its hard for you
But i'm gone tell the truth
I ain't scared to be alone cause I can find someone better than
I just want everything, everything
Everything, everything gold
I just want everything, everything
Everything, everything gold
Ain't finna wait on nobody
Gotta keep my brothers and my dawgs by me
I just want everything, everything
Everything, everything gold
Everything, everything gold
I just want everything, everything
Everything, everything gold
I just want everything, everything
Everything, everything gold
Yeah
I just want everything, everything
Everything, everything gold
(Bling, bling, bling, bling, bling)
So you know how this bouta go
Yea I'm bouta kill the beat like a serial
And you know I make hits for the radio
But I gotta stay on point like a metronome
Lemme roll this joint then we on the road
But I need a little cash go and book a show
This your shawty favorite song cause my silly flow
I spit so fast when I'm in my zone
You ain't hear me though
Cause I'm feeling all kinds of pressure
Moms on my ass and pops he won't let up
I need a bag that's filled up with cheddar
Gram need a house tryna see what I'm gon' get her
Know I'm nice but I'm getting better
Your twenty-two can't fuck with my Beretta
If I choose you then baby special
Cause I need two bitches just for my mental
I just want everything, everything
Everything, everything gold
I just want everything, everything
Everything, everything gold
Ain't finna wait on nobody
Gotta keep my brothers and my dawgs by me
I just want everything, everything
Everything, everything gold
And I ain't letting up cause you know that I'm on mission
Guess I gotta paint a picture cause they ain't seeing the vision
I think I got her addicted to this lifestyle that I been living
I'm taking that shot in the dark but I'm gon' shoot with precision
Hope you know that I ain't finished
Cause this just the start
Ice cream vanilla seats in the back of the double r'
Why that bitch talking to me, I don't even know who you are
I told my homies we should of kicked you out of the car
So what's the chance
Now a nigga blowing up you hitting me but we was never friends
You only wanna be down with gang cause you see us marching with them bands
And shit is hard for me babe like its hard for you
But i'm gone tell the truth
I ain't scared to be alone cause I can find someone better than
I just want everything, everything
Everything, everything gold
I just want everything, everything
Everything, everything gold
Ain't finna wait on nobody
Gotta keep my brothers and my dawgs by me
I just want everything, everything
Everything, everything gold
Credits
Writer(s): Keenan Duncan-smith
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