Kill Everything (feat. Diddy)

Every fucking thing that crawls, is going to pay

Yo killa B, drop it right here, c'mon

Operation kill everything, kill everything

Married to myself, fuck a wedding ring

Tried that shit twice

Gave that girl everything

She a good woman

She got good goals

Love her to death but can't be in that fishbowl

Niggas gotta live and what the fuck does it matter?

If I take care of my kids

I got three of them little niggas

And every time they smile

I see me in them little niggas

I get my heart I get my soul

And nobody fucking with me till Harlem 20 years old

Any day I'm gonna retire

Look back at my career

Like I started from the bottom

Now I'm motherfuckin' here

Look back at my career like I started

Started to do somethin'

Shit I've been working out for two summers

In the gym I piled on cruel summer

When everybody doping your clique you do numbers

But I ain't got no clique

Still got the same cars and broads sucking my dick

Still fuck the same stars that up in my six

Still finding old panties and broads up in my whip

This bitch got my dick hard as Rock Nation

That's like Cole and Hove at a show keeping fans waitin'

And you know they ain't go do that

Girl go and do that

Guess it's time to turn up

I got a whole lot of marijuana to burn up

And I ain't mean to make you stop

But it ain't a party without Aquahydrate and Ciroc so

Ayo what up Game

What's up? It's your boy Diddy man

I'm just getting back from Vegas

Yeah man, party was off the chain

Woah, I'm back in sunny California

And it's never rain in southern California

Yeah yeah yeah all that man

So I decided to throw a white party man

So I'm up at the mansion right now

I just emptied out the pool, filled it up with Aquahydrate

So you know when the chicks in the pool, they correctly balanced

And also got Ciroc fountains overflowing

Blue dot, red dot, white dot

And I want you to come bring the whole crew

Bring out West Coast love

The whole white party man

And we gonna leave colors at home, I know you wanna be all red man

But you gotta wear all white to this one man

And tell Snoop that too, he gotta wear all white to this one man

I see y'all like the white party at the mansion man

Y'all let's get it, love

Ay yo chop, for real, wear all white

Love it's Ash, I got this fired up Kush from my cousin

I'm a come over and smoke it later alright?

Alright

Hey Lucky it's Andrea

Just comin' from this bitch Ashley's house

I'm 'bout to suck the skin off your dick

And she ain't even know it

Fuck he just say?

Hey Lucky it's Andrea

Just comin' from this bitch Ashley's house

I'm 'bout to suck the skin off your dick

And she ain't even know it

Guess we're going to Diddy's

It ain't a party without the king of the fucking city

Handsome ass nigga these bitches is fucking with me

Woke up in that new Bugatti

These pigs ain't fuckin' with me

I'm like Dr. J with his frown

Something like Boston Georgia with the blow

Pumping white hat, I got it just so you know

Slumber life I'm zipping up all this dough

Summer nights we at toxic with all these hoes

Then we back at the mansion take off them clothes

I let my niggas hit it first

I'm in and out

Just as fast as niggas spit a verse then they out

Then I'm back to the booth

Rollin' up sipping something 80 proof

And I don't chase the liquor or these hoes

Heard Jordan got some new shit out book order those

Just bought me a ghost like where the Rolls

Perrier Jouet, supperclub with all my bros

Can't get none of my bitches to wear the clothes

Plus I sit back and still get paid like Derrick Rose

Stat we then started something

Stat we then started something

Stat we then started something

Ready to die, Illmatic or The Carter somethin'

Unzip that Louie, go buy a car or something

We just started something

Stat we just started something

Ready to die, Illmatic or The Carter somethin'

Kill everything