Everybody lyrics

by

Real Boston Richey



[Into]
Uh-uh
Ayy, don't turn me down, folks, turn me up

[Chorus]
Everybody know we gettin' skrilla
Everybody know us where we from, this sh*t get realer
If I put her in my song, tell me, do it mean I di*k her?
She don't know if she wanna f*ck on me or go and f*ck my n*ggas
But I ain't trippin', do myself a favor, let my mans hit her
How the f*ck she gon' respect me? She ain't got no father figure
Put it down like Action Jackson, but I ain't no hillbilly
Yeah, we from the same city, but I ain't vouchin' for them n*ggas

[Verse 1]
I'll never cap, I only hang around them drug dealers
Big old blick'll makе him freeze up, his ass an opp-sicle
Heard you braggin' 'bout thеse b*tches, same day, my bands hit her
Tried to tell her that her that ass strong, 'bout to fold her up, no caterpillar
Tried to tell the same n*ggas I was dissin' to be bigger
I ain't lyin', I was slidin', stolo gang, me and Tigger
Out the projects, now I'm lit, know my necklace cost six figures
I don't think a n*gga packed more hoes than Juice up in the Sprinter
You don't think we havin' motion? You don't think we gettin' money?
You don't hear 'bout n*ggas dyin'? You don't think my n*ggas done it?
I think I done knocked more hoes off the map than Ted Bundy
R.I.P., but I can't let 'em do me like they did Lil Lonnie
Play a creep if I ever catch my n*ggas movin' funny
Play with B, my n*ggas comin', they ain't playin' 'bout the youngin
Put it down, she know I'm pressure, tryna stop this b*tch from runnin'
Shoot on sh*t like I'm Big Worm, I ain't playin' 'bout my money
[Chorus]
Everybody know we gettin' skrilla
Everybody know us where we from, this sh*t get realer
If I put her in my song, tell me, do it mean I di*k her?
She don't know if she wanna f*ck on me or go and f*ck my n*ggas
But I ain't trippin', do myself a favor, let my mans hit her
How the f*ck she gon' respect me? She ain't got no father figure
Put it down like Action Jackson, but I ain't no hillbilly
Yeah, we from the same city, but I ain't vouchin' for them n*ggas

[Verse 2]
Put it down, then get in action
Titties down, you gotta flash me
Pops taught me how to drop, Buffalo when I was ransom
Ho, you know I'm youngest in charge, b*tch, you ain't gotta ask me
Slidin' with a b*tch with a gap way bigger than Michael Blackson
Put that strap on a n*gga, do his ass just like his daddy
Ho be sayin' that I'm too serious, b*tch, I don't do no laughin'
I ain't with the back and forth, tell that n*gga go pick his casket
Tell that n*gga he never touched a hundred and f*ck him, he ain't havin'
Tell that n*gga I'm tryna f*ck on his lil' b*tch, do her nasty
Gotta know I'm way too lit to f*ck a b*tch without a plastic
Mama told me, "Never put all of your eggs in one basket"
Gotta have a fallback game, gotta know this sh*t get drastic

[Chorus]
Everybody know we gettin' skrilla
Everybody know us where we from, this sh*t get realer
If I put her in my song, tell me, do it mean I di*k her?
She don't know if she wanna f*ck on me or go and f*ck my n*ggas
But I ain't trippin', do myself a favor, let my mans hit her
How the f*ck she gon' respect me? She ain't got no father figure
Put it down like Action Jackson, but I ain't no hillbilly
Yeah, we from the same city, but I ain't vouchin' for them n*ggas
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