F**k Everybody (feat. Kilsz)

You spit like a minigun

Fuck anybody whose anybody I'm with the gang in a pink Bugatti
Fuck anybody whose anybody I'm with the gang in a pink Bugatti
Fuck anybody whose anybody I'm with the gang in a pink Bugatti
If a nigga hating they can suck a dick, see a nigga mad he can't get around me

This shit sound like the cops outside the crib about to lock your daddy up
And you barely young with some action figures, saw a lady pulling out the handy-cuffs
And you growing up and you don't know enough, feel the pressure on you, is you man enough
It's the way of life, I shouldn't say it twice, hear em taking shots, I see the cameras up
I was listening to M.O.P. thought a million ways to go and ante up
But I was sweeping with a M-O-P working half asleep barely standing up
I'm like what is that, what the fuck is that? Just the drums and claps with a couple raps
Like a band now, having fun with that, lost a band now, Im fitting to double back
Breaking off a surveillance camera with a skateboard
Breaking on through a bank in Calabasas with a gun I didn't pay for
There's really no cap in my rap, maybe back then I was young and exaggerated
But then I realized when I'm telling the truth in my music then the people gon have to play it
They followed the gram and congratulated, I had a lil spam and I had the haters
But if seventy people supported then thirty more haters were instantly activated
The smoke getting cleared and evaporated, my throat getting cleared and I'm back to basics
Cause I ain't gon pay for a beat too generic, I'll steal it and get it decapitated
Cause everyone know my shit fire, to me its El P, Alchemist and that classic Dre shit
But I don't remember the BPMs or all the keys it was in when I sat and made it
So I guess I'm an amateur rapper producer whose really be wishing hes half as famous
As all of my idols but really they had the same thoughts when ain't nobody gravitated so it had me saying

Fuck anybody whose anybody I'm with the gang in a pink Bugatti
Fuck anybody whose anybody I'm with the gang in a pink Bugatti
Fuck anybody whose anybody I'm with the gang in a pink Bugatti
If a nigga hating they can suck a dick, see a nigga mad he can't get around me
Fuck anybody whose anybody I'm with the gang in a pink Bugatti
Fuck anybody whose anybody I'm with the gang in a pink Bugatti
Fuck anybody whose anybody I'm with the gang in a pink Bugatti
If a nigga hating they can suck a dick, see a nigga mad he can't get around me
Fuck anybody whose anybody, fuck anybody whose anybody
I'ma wild, tell a red what yeah I'm with the gang in a pink Bugatti
Fuck anybody, fuck anybody, yeah, we smoke in a pink Bugatti
If a nigga hating, if a nigga hating, they can suck a dick they can't get around me

Take that, ain't a gun on my hip, with my fake raps here go one of my hits
I'm a break grass up and crumble the piff, paying state tax on that government shit
Fuck Stacey Dash, I'ma make it last, I got a face mask when I fuck on that whoa
My uncle prolly gon hear this song and get a lil mad, lemme chill with that, I'm just a

Wild boy doing wild shit little bitch better take her top off
Bought a new pistol, I let one go, I got frisky then I let a lot off
Wild boy doing wild shit little bitch better take her top off
With a group of hoes from Instagram in a minivan like the Scooby gang



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Schaffner
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