BWA Ron - All I Ever Wanted lyrics
rate me(Prod. by Big A and M Millz)
Ft. Kevin Gates & Zuse
(Hook x3: Zuse)
All I wanted was a Bentley
A bad bitch and a necklace
Forty on me neva empty
Boss up, El Jefe
(Verse: Kevin Gates)
Breadwinner Clarion, Nip Hussle marathon
Shootin' dice, shotgun house with the cameras on
Bet a thousand dollars, eighty grand, get yo gamble on
Me and Ron turned the trap house to the Paramount
Break it down, recompress, hit it with the hammer salt
Cocaine lock in the pot, tryna grab it off
On the pool table, loose paper, rubber band it up
In a fuck nigga’s chest, wait, still standin' up
Bitch where ya goin' with yo face? dick standin' up
Cocaine flakes, soft shake, Arm and Hammered up
Louis V monogram print, bandanaed up
Dog leash harness and the jeans, go’n add it up
Schemin' on some bu schemes wit yo boo thing
Booty wing, pinky ring, on the bling, I ain’t had enough
Neva had much, grind hard, out of bad luck
Pussy nigga, probably feelin' I ain’t did bad enough
Said he feel swaggered up, why ya niggas mad at us?
Bitch ran off, so what, they don’t matter much
Steppin' out the J’s, barred coupe with the camel tucked
AK47 go whoo I blam it up, hustle, got stamina, designer, examiner
Dolce and Gabbana ordeal, I’m an animal, turned trash into cash
Went and bought a bitch a fake ass, put her in the strip club and she ran it up
(Hook)
(Verse 2: Zuse)
Ride by, ooh, trigger finger pop
Catch an opp, stop, neva watch him drop
Stone cold killer, cold king dealer
AK clip, been that big gorilla
Neva been to prison, caught neva snitchin'
Came from the bottom, made it out the kitchen
Stovetop, bakin' soda, whole block
Pyrex, stovepot, all I wanted was to make it for my momma
Breadwinner Boobie, all about the dollar
Millz with me, got the beat around his collar
Ron with me, see a problem, got his choppa
All I wanted was a bad bitch who swallow
All I wanted was to maintain
Bought an AP, it’s a plain jane
I’ma ride the track, no A train
Ruger in my Robin’s, Carlos in my Choos
Hugo when I’m robbin', Carlos when I shoot
Aim it at yo head, knock ya out ya boots
Catch ya by yoself, yaba-daba-doo
Yipee-ki-yay, k fee m y n u!
Real nigga, I don’t do what rappers do
(Hook)