Everything Go lyrics

by

Rucci


(Aye)
(b*tch this sh*t dangerous)

(Verse 1)(Young Drummer Boy)
(Aye) Yeah my b*tch she a freak hoe, hit big homie for the RICO, and you ain't see me coming
Man I been up in the race that's a long time gunning (aye)
My lil homie got the strap on him, yeah the feds got the map on him
Mac-11 with a mag on him, man he don't play
Man he'll pull that sh*t back on em, free the homies the cell
b*tch I got money for that motherf*cking bail, (aye) and I ain't never been a fake
Man I do this for the hood, lil b*tch that's on gang

(Chorus)( Young Drummer Boy)
And my lil bro got him locked in a box, everything change but the sh*t don't stop
Money came in but I'm still on my block, Yeah I got a little, but b*tch I want a lot
Cause everything goes, (aye) everything goes
Everything goes, b*tch I want more, (aye) everything goes, everything goes (b*tch)

(Verse 2)($tupid Young)
All my n*ggas on go, so let me know we be beefin
Hopping out the foreign with some motherf*cking demons
Hollow tips flying in the air, tire screeching yellow tape police came but ain't nobody breathing
It's a cold world, naw it's a cold summer
Riding with my shooter, yeah he could gunner, lil n*gga tried to run got the whole choppa
Pronounced dead on the scene needed no doctor
Then it's back to the program, getting more dollars
Police asked questions, but we don't know nada
Stepping on a n*gga with a pair of balenciaga, Gucci or that Louie we ain't rocking no Prada
(Chorus)( Young Drummer Boy)
See my lil bro got him locked in a box, everything change but the sh*t don't stop
Money came in but I'm still on my block, Yeah I got a little, but b*tch I want a lot
Cause everything goes, (aye) everything goes
Everything goes, b*tch I want more, (aye) everything goes, everything goes (b*tch)
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