Everywhere We Go lyrics

Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan

Rich Homie Baby. Okay she fine, sexy, all that
She might have left, but she return like a call back
Can't stand the lies, Therefore I'mma fall back
She on third, on the way home and im hard like a ball bat
Her friend wanna f*ck me, shame on you
X-Box 360 them hoes: I'mma run a lil game on you (That Play)
I never fall in love, but i fell in love with that thang you do (that tongue ring)
I'mma rapper baby. and i can't sing it too
Everywhere I go, b*tches call me a man whore
SRB What that YM stand for, Rich Homies the praying we'll fail you
They sweatin unless they sweaters, let my patnah tell you (Curt)

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Everywhere I go some b*tches hollin bout my name
Tell them ho n*ggas pull over, stay the f*ck up out my lane
OOH, Everywhere I go I Keep a bad b*tch n*gga
They flashin, them some young rich n*ggas
And we get that sh*t like everywhere we go every-everywhere we go. Ayyooo Ayooo x2

Verse 2

Tell em what you bring about 50 bottles (Yes we deep, uhhuh)
Bool Cool Blood getting burned, like a STD
Can't see you n*ggas like black shades
Doing 75 down Cascade
I Got bad b*tches that bring that money, they selling pus*y on backpage
Stick to me like a glue stick
We say Truu TV, that mean Truu sh*t
Her ass out, its fat as f*ck
But what you gone do for this True-fit
Keep alot of gas ho (lot of gas) Grandaddy perfect, that stupid kush
Dont try to rob cause we dont play the radio (Cuba Gooding)
Sometimes n*ggas got so much to say, I can't get the sh*t out (Uhhuh)
This b*tch right her so nasty, I'm bout to spit this sh*t out (Uhhuh)
Ain't nun of these b*tches different, they do the same thang
Man im thanking bout gettin my name changed
HOOK

Verse 3

I got one question, how the hell you get my number (Ion Know)
On some future sh*t, pulled yo b*tch in my pajamas (Yeaa Yeaa)
A n*gga gone hate, and a b*tch gone hate but the numbers ain't gone lie (I Know)
Her heart gone break and the n*gga gone skate
f*ck it, cause I ain't your guy

Verse 4: Rich Homie Quan

And I ain't gone flex on you, I'mma spend a check on you
I'mma feel that neck on you
How the hell you get mad when a n*gga gettin bad when a ho want the best for you
I love getting money, addicted to the sh*t I need help (That's Right 2)
I assisted the coach cause I'mma team player

Verse 5

Woke up this morning, clock said 10:10
Cheated on her with her friend
And f*cked her friend friend
She got them bands, she stay grabbin her purse (Gucci)
Them b*tches screaming my name like a name-tag on my shirt
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