EVERYONE GOOD

[Intro]
Hmm, hmm (Nah, nah)

[Chorus: kitz]
I'm tryna make sure everyone good, I'm tryna make sure everyone straight
I'm tryna make sure everyone safe and we all gon' get to this goddamn pape'
I ain't Nettspend or Osama but I know everything'll be okay
I'm tryna shoot my shot with this bitch, I don't even really care if I miss first base (On God)
"XO" and I sent back, "Can't even lie, I kinda miss yo' face"
If I ever get locked up with this shit, I don't really even care if they drop the damn case
I'm tryna get to the top of this bitch, I been feelin' like Future, I'm servin' that base
Already said that wrong one time but I swear to God I'ma do that shit again
Honest to God, no, I'm not a damn saint, know I try my hardest
I'm tryna swerve with that SVJ 'til the point we gotta restart it
I want a big-ass garage with a whole lot of cars to the point I can't park shit
Now that I feel like a rockstar, bitch, I don't need no guitar, no

[Verse 1: kitz]
Shit's another casualty if you stuck to me casually
They treat me like the king of this shit is young brokitz, young majesty
Tell me why I just be by myself and this bitch still get so mad at me
And over the phone, this bitch gon' post about me, never taggin' me (Never, no)

[Verse 2: vuitton]
Yeah, pistol on me, deface it, I'm bringin' Mason
Rap final, pull the payments spent on my name
Damn, this shit a game, I don't play it for the fame
He a bum [n?], don't need no racks, would've called his ass a lame
And I rock that Celine, that [head is for me?]
Two time, two time for the hoes in the back
Two time, two blunts, fuck another pack up
Girl, you need to pack up, get yo' ass out
Now is it really wit' or is it just bad luck?

[Chorus: kitz]
I'm tryna make sure everyone good, I'm tryna make sure everyone straight
I'm tryna make sure everyone safe and we all gon' get to this goddamn pape'
I ain't Nettspend or Osama but I know everything'll be okay
I'm tryna shoot my shot with this bitch, I don't even really care if I miss first base (On God)
"XO" and I sent back, "Can't even lie, I kinda miss yo' face"
If I ever get locked up with this shit, I don't really even care if they drop the damn case
I'm tryna get to the top of this bitch, I been feelin' like Future, I'm servin' that base
Already said that wrong one time but I swear to God I'ma do that shit again
Honest to God, no, I'm not a damn saint, know I try my hardest
I'm tryna swerve with that SVJ 'til the point we gotta restart it
I want a big-ass garage with a whole lot of cars to the point I can't park shit
Now that I feel like a rockstar, bitch, I don't need no guitar, no