Everyday - Rich Gang, Cory Gunz, Birdman

Yeah, Bigga Than Life

YMCMB, flashy life style

up on my headphones, my nigga

And my ones up

Hustle in the morning, smokin' in the clouds

Bitches come in dumpin' cause they ran a hundred miles

Rain still pourin', the bottles lift up

Stuntin' on them bitches and the whips flamed up

The sun do shine, Christmas every day

Them holidays comin', so you know we quit the spray

Muscle is a must, the money in the can

Strapped every day, we still hustle in the sand

Uh, holla holla

Hehe, go

I’m a need a mountain of money

A mountain that amount the amounts to a mountain of money

Ride out with my dunny, fresh up out your mommy

Shout to the tummy — eat, sleep, shit on my toes

Bust a bitch in her nose cause they mouth so runny

Back to the money, Dada

Give a nigga bread like «bless you» (thank you) nada

I’m been on the block from the top tryna plot on a spot

Now I’m game with it — ta da!

Fuck around, I’ll bang with the sawed-off

Fuck around, rob these niggas, do my thing like «voila»

Ain’t nothin' changed but the dollars

Niggas so lame cause they ain’t gon' claim i’m they father

Fuck it

I’m one of the niggas that don’t fold

Treat me like one of them niggas that don’t rap

Spinning 'em like a Tommy, automatic my laddy

I’ve been known to get niggas in one «blap!»

When I trip up, it’s foreign — when I grip up, it’s foreign

When I fuck, bitch foreign

Pull on my Trukfit foreign…

Pull on my Trukfit foreign…

I don’t trust these hoes

Hustle in the morning, smokin' in the clouds

Bitches come in dumpin' cause they ran a hundred miles

Rain still pourin', the bottles lift up

Stuntin' on them bitches and the whips flamed up

The sun do shine, Christmas every day

Them holidays comin', so you know we quit the spray

Muscle is a must, the money in the can

Strapped every day, we still hustle in the sand

Every single morning that a nigga get out of bed

Know a nigga gotta get it

Money to burn, raw OG Kush in a $ 100 bill, smoke weed with it

Why y’all niggas wanna whip shit with it?

Mulssane, I ain’t gotta put a key in it

True don, make me wanna whip in it

Different money — add another digit

Get this money then I slide and I’m gone

Y’all already know who’s side that I’m on

YMCMB, lil' nigga — Rich Gang, everything far from the norm

From the jails to the college campus, we’ve got 'em yellin' in the dorms

We try to compete 'til they go bankrupt, and we’re just gettin' warm

If you ain’t know, motherfucker, you can take another look, nigga

Whole team strong…

And we knock every spot on the charts

Every time a nigga drop each song

I don’t need to tell 'em, they already know what it is

We run every city and we runnin' every block, nigga

Respect this conglomerate, bitch, cause you can’t reach the number one spot

Hustle in the morning, smokin' in the clouds

Bitches come in dumpin' cause they ran a hundred miles

Rain still pourin', the bottles lift up

Stuntin' on them bitches and the whips flamed up

The sun do shine, Christmas every day

Them holidays comin', so you know we quit the spray

Muscle is a must, the money in the can

Strapped every day, we still hustle in the sand

Yup, i quit that bitch, don’t look at my bucks

And i’m about that sell, pop back on that bus

Nah man, fuck them hoes, i won my O’s

Bitch, I gotta go, let’s roll back on the show

She bad, we see ya, another nigga can’t beat her

In the then back to the streets

Bitch, it’s a habit to fuck it with Weezy

Thank god for Tunechi, Lord bless stunna

Hallejulah, Cash Money, i was going under

Tryna fuck my, and i do my Ana

And i ain’t talking 'bout

Bitch, nigga as my mama

But, we are tha business

That’s all they seeing

You cannot fuck with them

Go ask my nigga Slim

Hustle in the morning, smokin' in the clouds

Bitches come in dumpin' cause they ran a hundred miles

Rain still pourin', the bottles lift up

Stuntin' on them bitches and the whips flamed up

The sun do shine, Christmas every day

Them holidays comin', so you know we quit the spray

Muscle is a must, the money in the can

Strapped every day, we still hustle in the sand