Everywhere I Go

Okay, okay, okay
We got switches, Dumbass (Hannn)
Fuhduhduhduhduh
FaFaFaFa
Boom, Boom (Aye ayee)
Turn me up

I keep blicky everywhere I go
Bitch I don't trust a soul
Say you with that shit then show me sum
I come from the Mo
Too much on me
If I see the police
Then I gotta go
Fast lane never slow
Run it up go get the dough
I keep blicky everywhere I go
Bitch I don't trust a soul
Say you with that shit then show me sum
I come from the Mo
Too much on me
If I see the police
Then I gotta go
Fast lane never slow
Run it up go get the dough

I know they prayin' on my downfall
This shit won't never stop
He say he want some smoke with Leek
He prolly mad about a thot
I can't trust a hoe
So I won't love a hoe
That's how I rock
About that money tho
Put cash above a hoe
Bitch what you thought
I'm on a mission
Better pay attention
You can't come round jus to kick it
Got off probation
Big Bro gifted me a red beam for Christmas
And that ain't it bitch
Got a mini 4-0 Glockie with extensions
Better cool yo hots, for you be dead over bitches

I keep blicky everywhere I go
Bitch I don't trust a soul
Say you with that shit then show me sum
I come from the Mo
Too much on me
If I see the police
Then I gotta go
Fast lane never slow
Run it up go get the dough
I keep blicky everywhere I go
Bitch I don't trust a soul
Say you with that shit then show me sum
I come from the Mo
Too much on me
If I see the police
Then I gotta go
Fast lane never slow
Run it up go get the dough

Slap a switch on the Glock
I bet that bitch go
Me and brodie back to back
In them Scats tho
Catch a opp down bad
I'ma let this fully go
We them niggas in the city
They already know
I spin his block
Tip-Toe with the Drizzy Drake
I just hit this bitch last week
She give me penny pape
Bitch everytime I step out
I'm in plenty Bape
How the opps mad send a lo
We got plenty Drakes

I keep blicky everywhere I go
Bitch I don't trust a soul
Say you with that shit then show me sum
I come from the Mo
Too much on me
If I see the police
Then I gotta go
Fast lane never slow
Run it up go get the dough
I keep blicky everywhere I go
Bitch I don't trust a soul
Say you with that shit then show me sum
I come from the Mo
Too much on me
If I see the police
Then I gotta go
Fast lane never slow
Run it up go get the dough



Credits
Writer(s): Malik Miles
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