Everybody Ate Gunna

[Intro]
Uh, uh
Uh, yeah, yeah
We pourin' up this mufuckin' syrup mayne, you know?
The muddy way, you know what I'm sayin'?
The cup-cup, dirty-dirty way, you know?

[Chorus]
Yeah, hey, I took a risk and got rich off of faith (Uh)
Order the jet, to go back to LA (Yeah)
G6 and codeine, I land outer space
Set it on fire, the block hotter than me (Hot)
We run the game, no we cannot relate
Crew international, out of state
We feed the whole town, now everybody ate (Uh)

[Verse 1]
We havin' cake, we got you straight
Crew out of shape, we makе something shake
Peep out fraud, see who the fakе (Fraud)
Beat all the odds, break out the gate (Odd)
If I loose it all then I might have to take
I’m tryna break the ground like an earthquake
Went straight to the M's in a hurry
I used to re-up every Thursday
Hey, I’m tryna get paid at third base
Copped the Rolls-Royce for my birthday
I’m paranoid 'cause I’m worthy
He don’t get 'jacked cause I’m nervous
The greedy ones always the worstest
I wife her, she gotta be perfect
Top chef, [?] the service
Save up, I can live off of verses
I told her “Go find out a purpose”
That weight on my shoulders a burden
Been slangin' these hits like I’m servin’