[Hook]
Yeah, everywhere I go
Watch out for the five-o
Please do not text all that hot shit to my phone
My young boys they pull up
They'll take your iPhone
But I'm still with gang
My pants and my eyes low
Yeah, everywhere I go
Watch out for the five-o
Please do not text all that hot shit to my phone
My young boys they pull up
They'll take your iPhone
But I'm still with gang
My pants and my eyes low
[Verse 1]
Let's get it
Woah imagine it, aye
I was out trapping with Africans, aye
I had to fill up the cabinets, aye
You hear them pill bottles rattling, aye
Niggas they talking, they tattling, niggas is speaking the police is babbling, aye
I had to fill up the cabinets, aye
You hear them pill bottles rattling, aye
Everywhere I go got the raw papers and the fronto
I was born in the trap house
I could move weight with my eyes closed
I be in the hood everyday
I got a good plug for the blanco
If a Nigga try to act up
We run up on him like a bronco
[Hook]
Yeah, everywhere I go
Watch out for the five-o
Please do not text all that hot shit to my phone
My young boys they pull up
They'll take your iPhone
But I'm still with gang
My pants and my eyes low
Yeah, everywhere I go
Watch out for the five-o
Please do not text all that hot shit to my phone
My young boys they pull up
They'll take your iPhone
But I'm still with gang
My pants and my eyes low
[Verse 2]
Hold up, who dat
True fact, true fact
Pull up, new mac
Two straps with two straps
Got the world in my hands, aye
And a hand full of xans, aye
Lil bitch what's the plan, aye
She gonna get up in my pants, aye
18 in the clip, aye
28 in the zip, aye
38 on my hip, aye
First 48 hits, aye
Everywhere I go I got cheese on me like nachos
Yeah need my side hoe in my back pocket like an iPhone
These niggas can't talk shit, can't talk grips cause we got those
I don't really got time for you I be in a different time zone
Let's get it
[Hook]
Yeah, everywhere I go
Watch out for the five-o
Please do not text all that hot shit to my phone
My young boys they pull up
They'll take your iPhone
But I'm still with gang
My pants and my eyes low
Yeah, everywhere I go
Watch out for the five-o
Please do not text all that hot shit to my phone
My young boys they pull up
They'll take your iPhone
But I'm still with gang
My pants and my eyes low