On Everything lyrics

by

Kid Cudi


[Intro: Hit-Boy]
HS87 we the plug!
Who the plug? We the plug!

[Verse 1: Hit-Boy]
This just what I do, I do it often
Your n*ggas be talkin', my n*ggas be workin'
We get up, Donnie McClurkin, we don't fall now
Rather f*ck up the mall now
Stuck up girls, they call now
A whole lot of family they all proud and we all gone cause that pack loud
Check mate, I've got it covered like parentheses
n*ggas I looked up to only feelin' me or fearin' me
These n*ggas ain't real, these n*ggas posin' they just figurines
Set up to run the game, I'm on a murder music killing spree (kill 'em)
Who the f*ck, who the f*ck is that?
Oh, allegedly he's the man, that's why I came in makin' demands
And i'm tired of talkin' my plans
I'mma show you n*ggas what's goin' down
Like elevators and escalators my old b*tches in discounts
HS87, you been hatin' since '87
Bustin' moves with my collective
And I ain't got no reception
For no n*gga talkin' down, or no n*gga talkin' dumb
That's on my mama, sista', cousins, and the plug n*gga
On everything that I love
[Hook: Young Dro] x2
On everything that I love
On everything that I see
I'm good b*tch, I'm hood rich
I got everything that I need

[Post-Hook: Young Dro]
I got everything that I need
I got everything that I need
I got everything that I need
I got everything that I need
I got everything that I...

[Verse 2: Young Dro]
Flip flop shorty, only thing I know is wet paint
Plus we got a body in the trunk, I think the whip stank
Ridin' through the project, get some reefer from my auntie
Sip four, slidin' up in L.A, me and Bun B
Triple barrel, barrel, barrel, n*gga this a sawed off
n*gga keep on talkin' sh*t, I'mma blow his jaws off
Kid with the K, let's see which one of these hoes is down to deal with the day
Tell that b*tch my di*k look like a candy bar - Milky Way
On fire, Make your b*tch scream like a geyser
n*gga look at these rims on the Viper
You do not want me to Skype her
Do ya ball?
Shoot of your ear and ball
Shoot of your leg and ball
You better duck 'fore I shoot off your head
Dro, on everything I'm on drugs
My gun, transform, on everything it throws slugs
I'm sh*ttin' on em like drawls
Giuseppe shoes in the club
You with your b*tch, I take your b*tch, on everything I love
[Hook: Young Dro] x2

[Post-Hook: Young Dro]

[Outro: Hit-Boy]
I got everything that I need, that's on everything that I...
Everything that I need
Everything that I love
Everything that I see
Don't forget it b*tch, it's Hit-Boy on the key
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