Everybody Know

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Young Dolph - Rap, Southern Rap

Everybody Know

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[Intro] (Let the band play) (Ayo, BandPlay) [Verse 1: Key Glock] I pull up, stick on me I'm a young thug and a rich homie Bad bitch get dick only No money? No, I don't condone it, uh Yeah, I came in with the Rollie Now I got an AP, baguette white gold, yeah, uh Hell yeah, I'm playin' with the check Young nigga like to flex and everybody know that, uh Yeah, yeah, everybody know (Uh) Everybody know I smoke dope (What?) Everybody know (Yup) Everybody know how it go (What?) Yeah, I fuck everybody ho (Uh) Everybody know (Duh) Everybody know what I tote (Yeah) Everybody know that my clip's three-oh or more (Yeah) Everybody say they want smoke Everybody say they want smoke until they meet the G.O.A.T Glock [Verse 2: Young Dolph] Everybody know (Yeah) It's a green light, yeah, everything a go (Yeah) Eyes real low (Low) Everybody know (Yup) Everybody know I don't give a fuck 'bout a ho (Hah) I used to keep my whole bank account in the floor (Yup) Let the carbine hang out the back window (Fire) Fuck you, your best friend, and your kinfolk (Fire) Police-ass nigga, call 'em Carl Winslow (Fire) Don't ask me why I be so fresh (Ayy) Don't ask me why my ice so wet Four hundred on my neck (Woo) I ain't spend no rap money yet (Nah) Is she your bitch? (What) Then why she on my dick? But I don't really like to have sex (Hah) I just love cashin' these checks (Yeah) That shit feel the best (Yeah) Wait until y'all see what's next (Wait) I just do more, say less (Yeah) M's with a S (Millions) [Verse 3: Key Glock] Millions on me (M&M), I will not stop 'til I get to a billion No, I can't stop, got my people dependin' I ran it up, got my real niggas with me (Up) But some niggas switched and turned into bitches (Bitches) Now it's a mansion, started in the trenches, yeah Too many bands, I can't bend it (Racks) Too many hoes, I can't get 'em off (Off) Of me (Of me) Yeah, everybody know I'm a P Everybody know me Everybody know she a freak (Uh) Everybody know she eat meat (Uh) Glock, you a beast (Glock, Glizock) Set a new trend every week (Yup) I spend it like it grow on trees (Guap) Ridin' through the streets (Yup) With Dolph in a double-R fatigue Got everybody on Gelato and the Russian Cream, yeah [Verse 4: Young Dolph] Ayy, let me see that lighter, Glock Mansion on a hill, but I come from the slum (Yeah) Wear Balenciagas like Air Force Ones (Ayy) I'm not a pimp, but got more hoes than bitches, Don Juan (Hah) Black-ass nigga like Akon (It's Dolph) Hustlin' ass nigga, I'm my mama's son (Yup) Send it to your front door like Amazon (Ayy) Leave it at the front door, ain't nobody home (Uh) Everybody know that he a real one (Yeah) Been a trap nigga since a lil' one (Yeah) Eatin' like the pilgrims (Yeah) Everybody know that she a bad one (Bad) But yeah, I already had her (Ayy) Now she in her feelings (Ayy) Gigantic rocks in my ears Let's get it clear It ain't money, then I can't hear (What'd you say?) Dolce Gabbana my drip Gun on my hip Don't get your shit peeled, ayy

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  • Key Glock
  • Young Dolph
  • BandPlay