Everybody (feat. Dapper Don Rod)

Look

My momma ain't raise no fool
Or maybe she did
Got more trix then kids
don't got to Bragg about the shit that I did
That shits in the past
It is what it is
Look
remember me from in the field
I been in the gym
I got a lil big
Nigga I really been poping for real I got me a sig
Then got it a twin
I went to war with folks who I called bro
Them niggas hoes we ain't cool no more
They asking me bout being broke
Like honestly ion know no more
Before I flop I'll sell my soul
I built my name with nails and bolts
My mom said i been here before
Cuzz Eva since a jit I've been shitting on folks

Nigga yea i got got it got it got it got it got it
All these knots on me cant fit inside my wallet wallet wallet wallet wallet
Nigga asked me if i fucked his bitch and im like probably probably probably probably probably
Beefing bout a bitch nigga these hoes for everybody body body body body
Beefing bout a bitch nigga these hoes for everybody

Bitch stop it
Blue knots in my pockets
Let you tell it in toxic
But i still put drip on yo body
Aint no cap about it
Killers and crowds gone clap about me
Niggas might rap about me
But they aint say nun to dap about it
Im stand on that business we reaching the goals
We aint stunting these bitches they hoes in a row
Had to dip shit just like a pot hole in the road
45 on my side bitch im holding it close shit you know how it goes
These creeping bad bitches they put in row
They do what i tell em they already know
I already left em i did that already
They tryna catch up im already gone

Nigga yea i got got it got it got it got it got it
All these knots on me cant fit inside my wallet wallet wallet wallet wallet
Nigga asked me if i fucked his bitch and im like probably probably probably probably probably
Beefing bout a bitch nigga these hoes for everybody body body body body
Beefing bout a bitch nigga these hoes for everybody



Credits
Writer(s): Tramon Long
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