DJ Mustard - Every City lyrics

[Produced by DJ Mustard] [Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs] If you ain't f**ing get the f** out Had a twelve pack of rubber 'bout to run out Back seat got 'em toes on my windows I was gone off the lean so my b**h goes And every time a n***a drive it's a DUI Smoking in the S5 I be speeding by Get the p**y on accident I don't even try She ain't s**ing some later then I leave her now Got a little freak in lemonade the severed sr bimmer Everytime she come around n***as tag team her Free clothes, elbows out the tower roof You a rookie keep the p**y if you got dough From the same streets we might've f**ed the same b**h Made her bust it open hope it wasn't your main b**h I'm about a dollar a broke course the main b**h Y'all I'm 'bout to f** 'em but chick stay in your lane b**h [Hook - YG] I got a b**h in Atlanta, a b**h in LA A b**h in Miami, a b**h in the Bay I got a b**h she cook steak I met her on tour And all the b**h wet is question me and I got a b**h in every city I got a b**h in every city I got a b**h in every city I got a b**h in every city yeah I got a b**h in every city And all we ever do is f** [Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs] Ye bank roll, stunting on these fake hoes Murder one I beat the p**y n***a case closed It ain't sh** to get her naked when your neck froze Kick the squares off bus take the rest home Straight like that get straight to it And I'm all to f**ing and the cuffing I can't do it I hear these n***as talking about fame but they ain't moving You hit me with some brain I watch my chain stupid I'm a dog, dog a** n***a Your boyfriend triggered you can call that n***a I heard you got some brans spending all that with ya Got some weed and some liquor get the pitcher baby I just wanna hit ya [Hook]