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)