[Intro: Young Thug & Rich Homie Quan]
B-O-S, man
T-O-N
Goose with another one
Sippin' out the tea cups, udigg?
I wanna know why she's so fresh
Yeahhh
Goose got another one!
Hey!

[Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan]
Got this bitch who want a Yorkie so I flew her to New York
I been ballin’ lately, another league, I know that won’t stop
What did I do to you to make you feel like this?
Percocet, might pop a pill right quick
Like I can’t feel my soul, and I can’t feel my face, girl
Tell me why you told them broke bitches our business
They don’t care nothing bout your feelings
They don’t know shit that we go through
They don’t even care, cause they not there for you
They just want your money, baby, get that through your skull
They gon’ strip you for everything you got, you gon’ swear that ass was new
I won’t give you no hassle, baby
If you’re feelin’ like it’s too much take that shit back like Devin Hester, baby
Grey hair, ain’t gon’ stress you, baby
House so big, no neighbors near me
And I ain’t lying, believe me for that
Baby girl just trust me
Love me for everything I got
Everything I got (hold on, D voice)
Aye!
[Hook: Rich Homie Quan]
Everything (hey) I got, everything (hey), everything (hey) I got
Everything
Everything (yeah) I got, every single (yeah), everything (yeah) I got
Everything
Everything (aye) I got
Everything
Everything I got, I got it on my own (everything)
Everything
Everything I got (woah), I would say everything I got (woah)
Everything
Everything I got (woah), I would say everything I got
Everything
I give my praise to God for everything I got
Everything
Everything
Everything, everything, everything, everything
Everything that I got
Everything, everything, everything, everything
Everything that I got
Everything, everything, everything, everything
Everything that I got (woah)
Everything, everything, everything, everything
Everything that I got (woah)
Everything, everything, everything, everything
(Woah)
[Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan]
Mo money, mo problems
Mo’ problems mo’ money
When I was broke ain’t have no problem
Cause these folk wasn't stuntin’
I couldn’t get nothing from nobody
Cause no one would trust me
I was live with the hard bad ache
Ain't nobody bluff me
I have my money, I have my ho
I myself, I won’t fuck around with these fuck n***as
But I know they have my back
And I know that I made it, keep my trust in God
I know I can’t fall cause I got
Money to the ceilin’, they don’t know about it
That pot drive with no sittin’s they don’t know about it
Shawty thick as fuck, them jeans she pokin' out em
I just don’t want talk about it
Go-go gadget, go about it
I don’t want no clique, eh
If ya ain't gon’ stay-aye
With me for the rest of the night
Lost mind right then I had to get a shrink (pshh stop)
Thought I was crazy, I had you thinkin’, yeah
Those diamonds I got em blinkin', ooh’
No soft boy, I feel like mean it
Ayy ayyy ayyayyyy
You betta than me, fill the life I fuckin’ play ayyy ayyyyy
Every bitch I fuck fall in love
Every n***a gon’ hate, I don’t give a fuck
[Hook: Rich Homie Quan]
Everything (hey) I got, everything (hey), everything (hey) I got
Everything
Everything (yeah) I got, every single (yeah), everything (yeah) I got
Everything
Everything (aye) I got
Everything
Everything I got, I got it on my own (everything)
Everything
I give my praise to God for everything I got (woah)
Everything
(Woah)
Everything
Everything that I got
Everything
Everything that I got (woah)
Everything, everything, everything, everything
(Woah)
Everything that I got
Everything, everything, everything, everything
(Woah)
Everything that I got
Everything, everything, everything, everything
(Woah)
Everything I got