I hear people, from time to time

Tell me that I'm underrated or under-appreciated

And to a certain extent, that's flattery and endearing

But I also use it as a source of inspiration to keep, keep fucking y'all up

Bitch

Woke up this morning, looking at some pussy so sexy

I had to kiss the sky like Jimi Hendrix, right after she necked me

This shit is dope, talking coke, no Pepsi

Went from a trailer to a savior, this shit is perplexing

Gulp, gulp, drink it up, señorita

And fuck if you hating, you blood-sucking mosquitoes

My propped feet up, inside this black Bentley truck

I'm sitting back, loced out, won't lift my seat up

Keep a gunner close with the heater

Get caught with the Red Ryder, ain't talking BB, 'cause

I'm institutionalized but from the outside

Ain't scared of nothing but God, so fuck your outcries

Don't be the idiot pulling a stick on green eyes

You'll start a fucking war, boy, if I die

'Cause baby, I love with passion

Take care of my people, go ask my people, go ask 'em

I just don't bring the fish 'cause that won't outlast 'em

I teach 'em how to fish and now they out castin'

Eating, and it's huntin' season

And I'm about to land a hit, man, I got this funky feeling

I don't need your credibility, dawg, my credit card's leaking

And I might drop another hundred bands this next weekend, 'cause I got everything

I got everything

Go check it out

I got everything

Ooh, wee, everything

Yeah, yeah, everything

Ah man, everything

Mmm

Take off the brakes, I'm raising hell to live in heaven's dreams

Put on that rock and roll wedding ring

Now I got everything

Yeah, yeah, everything

Check it out

You must be joking with that Rolls Royce truck

My box Chevy says I don't give a fuck, don't it

Steering wheel, no components

'79 original, I live in the moment

Got a whiskey company, hold on, give me a moment

Hold up, give me a moment

Fuck, goddamn, I got that too

She playing peekaboo in the menu, want wagyu, boo?

Some caviar with your PBR, déjà vu

Last time I took a bitch to bed, she got my name tattooed

Fuck

Y'all shit out of luck, the game is fly paper

And I'm so fly that I'm stuck

You're stuck with me

So fuck with me or suck on me

Lord's a gift, of course it is

Gift to you, luxury

A heartbreaker, party starter, hardly labor, not a job

When you love it, you don't love it, bitch? Then I'll see you later, Prin-cess

These rappers so senseless

Blew your load on some hoes, now you got no cents left

Clean up your act, my floors have been swept

And I stay stage ready, pimp, yeah, why?

'Cause I got everything

I got everything

Uhh

Take off the brakes, I'm raising hell to live in heaven's dream

Put on that rock and roll wedding ring

'Cause I got everything

Yeah, man, I got everything

All I need

Take off the brakes, I'm raising hell to live in heaven's dream

I put on that rock and roll wedding ring

I got everything

Still, I want everything

Still, I want everything

Everything

Everything