lil keed - 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-gg-, 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-gg-s 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 p-ssy, tell that thing let me in
open that p-ssy, tell that thing let me in
i knock on that p-ssy, just like a door
she shakin’ her hips and bouncin’ that -ss, 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-gg-, 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-gg-, no visine
movin’ this sh-t where the dial is
b-tch, i’m a dog, where my d-mn leash?
black and white squirts on my d-mn 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 p-ssed me
now you walkin’ on bleveland, i’m laughing
i know why i made it, god, he had me
n-gg- 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-gg-, 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
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