Yung Lan - Everywhere We Go lyrics

Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan Rich Homie Baby. Okay she fine, s**y, 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** 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**hes call me a man who*e 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) HOOK Everywhere I go some b**hes hollin bout my name Tell them ho n***as pull over, stay the f** up out my lane OOH, Everywhere I go I Keep a bad b**h n***a They flashin, them some young rich n***as And we get that sh** 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***as like black shades Doing 75 down Cascade I Got bad b**hes that bring that money, they selling p**y on backpage Stick to me like a glue stick We say Truu TV, that mean Truu sh** Her a** out, its fat as f** 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***as got so much to say, I can't get the sh** out (Uhhuh) This b**h right her so nasty, I'm bout to spit this sh** out (Uhhuh) Ain't nun of these b**hes 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**, pulled yo b**h in my pajamas (Yeaa Yeaa) A n***a gone hate, and a b**h gone hate but the numbers ain't gone lie (I Know) Her heart gone break and the n***a gone skate f** 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***a gettin bad when a ho want the best for you I love getting money, addicted to the sh** I need help (That's Right 2) I a**isted 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**ed her friend friend She got them bands, she stay grabbin her purse (Gucci) Them b**hes screaming my name like a name-tag on my shirt Hook