On Everything

[Verse 1: Tezo] What's really good? Niggas tell me that I made it when I hit the hood Old girl gave it up like I knew she would When you saw me, you ain't swing like I knew you would On that fake shit, that's a Whoopie Cushion Old from the start type and he ain't gettin whoopings I could tell, crabs in the bucket if I fall I'll break shells They hating on Jesus, I ain't tripping, oh well I'm just tryna live, word to bond Swipe it like a visa, catch me if you cheetah Franklin's new Aretha I am great, nice to meet ya On my toes like a ballerina After this shit drop, I won't be making pieces I ain't never lie, killin everything moving, Mr. Homicide Mr. Dinner Date, Mr. My Guy I been doing this but right now I'm at an all time high I heard you talkin shit but I'ma let it slide And maybe your chick too, I shine like a gold tooth Cause niggas is so poop Fetch me a trash can, I'm suttin like Shaftman Yeah, body body like P in 97 man Ya'll niggas out here lookin like Terry Ya'll niggas out here lookin like Made peace with the past, hello future Can't look back, no time for that Waiting on a miracle, you can't do that You gotta go and get it like a pick up order, ay I woke up out in California, my Cali chick like good morning Food cooked, weed rolled for me I just laugh cause I think it's funny Everybody love you when they think that you getting money Ay I can't wait to ball, like a bad ass kid, tear up the mall And she got some on, tell her pull down them drawers Hit it on the first night, I never call Married to the game, rockin chains instead of wedding ring If he in the way stretch him out like a limousine These niggas frontin they don't want the cake like Anna Mae I am here to stay, I put that on everything [Hook: Tezo & (Machine Gun Kelly)] I put that on everything, I put that on everything I put that on everything, I'm here to stay I put that on everything (Bitch) (I put that on everything, I put that on everything) (I put that on everything. Bitch we here to stay) (I put that on everything) [Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly] Me and the crew sippin brews, steady skipping school Never trusted no one so we tuck a 22 Call a couple bitches, fuck em till they mouths drool That's how a young muhfucka from the land do I mean a young muhfucka from the land too Trill, too real, too ill Excuse me if I do not do it for the camera Bitch I grew up in the jungle, I'm fuckin bananas My gorillas wit me and m dealer wit me Wit 50 pounds of the sticky icky Straight from the ??? boys in the Windy City Pity, pity these mothafuckas smokin bunk I light a j and kill a verse, put that shit in the trunk Back in shaker used to kill em on the table a ton Bet a couple dollars you could lose the shit if you want Fuck a rest, still chase change Always make the mothafucka money Never let the money make me, bitch Young gunner, salute when you see me I live what I'm rapping for real, you just do it for TV, believe me My hands bulimic, throwin up L's Those fans deleted wack rappers and listen to Kells Used to walk up to the dairy market, get me a shell Cop a gram from the 5 for my homies in bail Still 357 under the front of my belt Now my album is selling off the fuckin front of the shelves This a evolution, a real mothafucka made it, what a revolution Still muhfuckas hate it, but they couldn't do it Let me educate the students You couldn't measure my ground with 80 million rulers I do this Shhhh, you could try me if you want and be foolish But I'm the champion, that means that everyone else loses You put that money on me, guaranteed you'll recoup it Bitch I am legend, name a rapper that I haven't influenced Kells! [Hook]