OG Boo Dirty - Everybody Know lyrics

[Intro:] Hah, Ku a b**h mo f**a 808 mafia, TM everybody know Everybody know everybody know [Verse 1:] I got them scrubs hanging out ma pocket everybody know I'm a mo f**ing k**er a armadillo on the low Got em brick for the low so everybody know I just bring it to yo door n***a everybody know Got the fire on moby I'll shoot through the door If i'm standing upstairs I'll shoot through the floor Dog food blackberries yeah Gucci serving crows An yo b**h say she never seen a neck so froze Got em diamonds on ma chest i'm so mother f**ing blessed Way back on Mona Cres. Then I was a walking cheque I'm a man of respect I'll shoot you in the neck Plea your with f** with this I ain't aiming for your chest [Chorus:] Got em bricks in the house and everybody know Everybody know, everybody know Say 12 at the door damn everybody go, everybody go Man everybody go Got the powders here n***a man I got em for the low everybody know Everybody know, everybody know OG a fresh serving with Gua up yo door everybody know, everybody know [Verse 2:] Everybody know I'm a mother f**ing G Everybody know I'm in the mother f**ing street Everybody know everybody I ain't f**ing with you n***as Most D n***a really D sweet These n***as ain't sticking to the G-code, fresh army n***a These n***as fold. These n***as ain't living lows These n***as ain't selling bows n***a i'm in the streets 365 , [?] on ma thighs Colombia drive Yeah tryna better my situation by paper chasing These n***as hating but f** it, keep these n***as waiting Plus they ain't spending no money anyway so what the f** is you saying n***a ima get money I love the money i'm sleeping with it Yo b**h i'm creeping with it the clip look just like it's kicking It's poking out you see that b**h it's poking out The rims is poking out am who these hoes spoke about [Chorus] [Verse 3:] Spend a hundred on the chopper, hundred on the bar Hundred young n***a wanna ball in [?] Hundred on ma chain fifty on ma ring God know when we so icy gang Yo b**h stand about 5-2 my money stand about 5 too Do whatever I tell her too my jump out the plane in a ma parachute Now everybody know a real playing game My young n***as they paru f** a P bust at the P should seen how they swine flu Now i'm a G who the f** are you Yo old b**h I made her my boo Got a Bank roll that can't fold got shooters on my payroll Me grew up in street money [?] everyday say dope money fit 1017 chain on my neck everywhere I go the boy stay on fleek And I got cars in my garage that I ain't drove yet Diamonds round my neck and my wrist that boy be frozen [Chorus]