Charles Stuart - Every Night (feat. SikWidIT) lyrics

[Hook: BTK] x2 Swishers with a case of bud light It's almost every night Lean with the sprite They want it every night Ass on my lap Man I gotta have it every night Workin' in the booth Man I swear that sh** is every night [Verse 1: BTK] Tell me what you know about the code 386 to the grave with the stone Any lyric that I make is on the phone And when I show her the tape She wanna bone Oh man Bunch of lighters get lost from the re up Either way, the clique got the flame, when we link up Back with Double M, all black, shoulda seen us I'm so f**in' busy I just give her that prenut, we up Pills ion f** with that But i'll sell a handful for full sack Who that, that's K from the way from way back in the day When you said he was whack, now he bout to get paid Big bucks, get inked from the feet up Beat so flame, they gon' f** around and leak us Jesus Cross me like a f**in' preacher Bet I nail em down with the metal from the heater [Hook: BTK] x2 [Verse 2: SikWidIT] Bout A Dolla murder any rapper and I mean it Everything I say, boy I motha f**in' mean it Time is of the essence and I already seen it B.A.D, T.N.T, boy all my - demons Count of the guola and trees like koalas I sleep with yo b**h and I don't make her holla' This is that sh** that come right out the swamp Run up on swamp and you finna get stomped I'm at the top and it's a long fall down 50 with a carb, so I keep a hunnid rounds You at the top, then I come knock you off Ladies and gentleman, your life can get lost Say that you rappin', I wrap your career This is 300, I come with a spear We- we run the city, that's word to my momma BTK, Sik, Trvp, Hvy a suana [Hook: BTK] x2 [Verse 3: BTK] Case of bud light, we gon drink it tonight Wear that b**h out, bet she never wear it right AK with a blade, wave it at ya bae Spray 2 clips at em, then I lay em in the grave New face in the booth, then it's f** you pay me Feature on a track, then it's f** you pay me Bout A dolla sign, with a shallow mind Soundin' like Diablo, give ya b**h Pica**o We all cold, raw talent like ya soul sold Heard you got the bars, i'ma bring you to my dojo Hold up Light up the 6 Bringin' the ice in my cup I got pipe so what's up Let's get right, show me love Overnight i'ma duck off and pipe And get up in the booth with the clique Feelin' all type of d** Bout a f**in' dolla, bout an execution Lemme finish this EP and drink until I lose it [Hook: BTK] x2