On Everything lyrics

[Intro]
Rok on the track, yeah

[Chorus]
Rollin' these Backwoods, we smokin' it up
Yeah, I got caught but I'm still gon' lie
n*gga, I'm drippin', you talk 'bout you fly
You talkin' the GOAT talk, I'm callin' 'em out
Boy, I go too hard, I put it on everything
Ain't no catchin' me down bad, I'm bustin' everything
Girl, pop this Percocet and come out your clothes, yeah, yeah
f*ck leprechauns, I'm banging green and I got gold rings
Nah, I ain't worried 'bout these b*tches, I'm doin' it for you, yeah, yeah
Showin' y'all boys the wave, the drip, and the juice, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
I'm thinkin' 'bout hundreds while eatin' Benihana, yeah, yeah
Real busybody, big truck, big bodies
These n*ggas sweet so we lickin' like lollies, rip off his pockets
Glock got a switch so don't get out of pocket, these bullets flyin'
Open that pus*y, tell that thing let me in
Open that pus*y, tell that thing let me in
I knock on that pus*y, just like a door
She shakin' her hips and bouncin' that ass, I like how it roll, yeah, yeah
Tell them tolls
I cut off my one b*tch but know I got plenty more
I ball with my young bull like I'm Derrick Rose
I hope you know, behind these closed doors
Lil' baby a freak freak
[Chorus]
Rollin' these Backwoods, we smokin' it up
Yeah, I got caught but I'm still gon' lie
n*gga, I'm drippin', you talk 'bout you fly
You talkin' the GOAT talk, I'm callin' 'em out
Boy, I go too hard, I put it on everything
Ain't no catchin' me down bad, I'm bustin' everything
Girl, pop this Percocet and come out your clothes, yeah, yeah
f*ck leprechauns, I'm banging green and I got gold rings
Nah, I ain't worried 'bout these b*tches, I'm doin' it for you, yeah, yeah
Showin' y'all boys the wave, the drip, and the juice

[Verse 2]
Yeah, she a freak freak
And she get geeked like she creach, jeesh
Baby girl, know you can eat me
Yeah, she a vegan, she don't eat meat
sh*t, then you can't be with me
I drop the top off the ceiling
I don't see no n*gga, no Visine
Movin' this sh*t where the dial is
b*tch, I'm a dog, where my damn leash?
Black and white squirts on my damn sheets
On the outskirts gettin' blue cheese
Mustard, I'm eatin' in Cali
I'm tired of doin' favors, don't ask me
This a Bourbon Backwood, now the gang need it
I was walkin' on Bleveland, they passed me
Now you walkin' on Bleveland, I'm laughing
I know why I made it, God, he had me
n*gga try me, it's World War 3, f*ck a tragic
Ride with Glocks and the drums all up in traffic
Rock a red dot, it's over with, now you past tense
[Chorus]
Rollin' these Backwoods, we smokin' it up
Yeah, I got caught but I'm still gon' lie
n*gga, I'm drippin', you talk 'bout you fly
You talkin' the GOAT talk, I'm callin' 'em out
Boy, I go too hard, I put it on everything
Ain't no catchin' me down bad, I'm bustin' everything
Girl, pop this Percocet and come out your clothes, yeah, yeah
f*ck leprechauns, I'm banging green and I got gold rings
Nah, I ain't worried 'bout these b*tches, I'm doin' it for you, yeah, yeah
Showin' y'all boys the wave, the drip, and the juice