Yo Gotti - On Everythang lyrics
intro: A homie See im a real n***a I put that on everythang I do, I does, I am n***a, haaa verse 1: My watch right and my chain swang Big strap with my aim game Baby momma my main b**h f** with me we in the same check Lambo im in both lanes Club packed im wearin both chainz 2 chainz, I salute, we call the booth no hoe man Dope talk thats cold man T-shirt thats a whole thang 36, white sh**, n***az already know man Its f** you, its f** me, damn right she a hoe man Left you, move me, that sh** dont go man Aston Martin, off set, that b**h look boo leg Street talk, get money, hustle hard ima pro at it f** chestaz, I po at it Rozay, I mo at it Im in the club, goin hard, now I got my hoes at it Cat fight, bright lights, AP, 30 grand 40 all from the levis but the chain peace thats 100 band Got 100 men with 100 guns and all white look like the kool klutz klan 1000 problems and 100 hoes, get off the road thats 100 shows Chorus: Im golded up on everythang Goin hard on every lane Im a fool my bread game She a fool her head came Hey, thats on everythang Hey hey, thats on everythang everythang, everythang, on everythang, thats on everythang Golded up on everythang Goin hard on every lane Im a fool my bread game She a fool her head came Hey, thats on everythang Hey hey, thats on everythang Swear to god on everythang Play with me you a dead man Verse 2: My glock co*ked and my beam on Money up and my team strong Eat, sleep, and sh** money Racks on racks my ringtone Bang Bang my theme song Millionaire my dream song God sent me an angel, so now i can put my team on Had a loss, at the bank, shake yo hands and make a deposit True religion, rock jeans, Gucci throw in my whole closet These n***az leave with my city star Gotti real but these n***az flaw Murder murder with my yung n***az Stay the f** out our apartments We run that b**h like the f**in carter Lil mo grams but a lil mo smarter Runnin to the side cuz we gon make them bombs and We gon go to court and we gon beat them charges 66 hey n***a how you mobbin Always broke n***a how you robbin Target practice where you bithces headed All you doing is bullet dodging Got a bullet charge its all great With them chrome rims and them pipes barking Black tent with that black 40 When the windows down you see numbers barkin Pow, n***az bodies droppin n***az made a client partner switch a side And im just in Miami on the beach, ridin down ocean drive Chorus: Im golded up on everythang Goin hard on every lane Ima fool my bread game She a fool her head came Hey, thats on everythang Hey hey, thats on everythang everythang, everythang, on everythang, thats on everythang Golged up on everythang Goin hard on every lane Ima foo lmy bread game She a fool her head came Hey, thats on everythang Hey hey, thats pn everythnag Swear to god on everythang Play with me you a dead man