Everybody (feat. 4gn Mari)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, niggas be cap They cannot rap Sending the link on the gram and the snap Where are you from? Look on the map Put on the bracelets, they're water like tap Nigga keep singing, they think Im a sap Jump in the crowd, I aint giving out dap Hit from the back and her booty cheeks clap Nigga sneak dissing, then we are in route That is yo spouse Dick in her mouth You was the one on the gram chasing clout I was in school but I took another route Now we the niggas that pop on the south Shout out the fam Im going ham Nigga keep talking but I dont give no damn I put the bitch on the block and she slam Get out of there, it's a jam, woah I dont wanna have a daughter Beat a bitch back out, now Im her father Drench holyfield, but I used to be a scholar Pop my collar, yeah pop my collar Bobby Boucher, yeah the bitch got water No, I cannot walk down the alter 2500 on the jeans, they're altered Gave her 500, now the bitch think I bought her Everybody that be on the south, wanna rap Everybody that be on the south, wanna trap Niggas always claim the wrong hood, get a map Slimey as bitch, wipe you out like baps When I send a message, gotta send it all caps And my plug name Sanchez, not Tat Middle school snitching on me, nigga been a rat Nigga hating on me, hit his bitch from the back, yeah Everybody really wanna rap Everybody, everybody really tryna trap, woah Everybody really having packs Everybody say they having swag but they not, woah Everybody getting big racks Everybody fucking on a real big nat, woah Everybody chasing them racks Everybody, everybody chasing them racks (OH MY GOD!) Everybody came through the back Everybody with me, yeah they came through the back Everybody with me got a whole lotta stacks Everybody, everybody running up racks Everybody stab you in the back Everybody, everybody stab you in the back, woah Everybody running up racks Everybody, everybody running up racks Everybody wanna be 4 Everybody tryna get a feature with the bro, woah Everybody stealing my flow Everybody, everybody say they cut throat, woah Everybody tryna be slime Everybody, everybody wasting my time Everybody wanna do crimes Everybody throwing up big gang signs Everybody really wanna drip Everybody say they got the fire on they hip Everybody wanna hit the club, get a VIP Everybody wanna pop xans, smoke zips, yeah Everybody wanna be the same I cannot kick it, you niggas are lame You come to the hood and you tucking yo chain Dissing the gang, we gon' shoot at yo brains You not a singer, get locked up, you sing He had it on him, aint leave how he came You niggas sweet like some candy, no cane She call me daddy but she not my main, yeah Im in the booth with lil Richie You are not fye, boy you suck like a hickie Everybody hate me, they all wanna diss me Everybody boujee and everybody picky, yeah Everybody really wanna rap Everybody, everybody really tryna trap, woah Everybody really having packs Everybody say they having swag but they not, woah Everybody getting big racks Everybody fucking on a real big nat, woah Everybody chasing them racks Everybody, everybody chasing them racks Everybody came through the back Everybody with me, yeah they came through the back Everybody with me got a whole lotta stacks Everybody, everybody running up racks Everybody stab you in the back Everybody, everybody stab you in the back, woah Everybody running up racks Everybody, everybody running up racks That's cap!