Royce da 5'9", Kid Vishis - We Everywhere lyrics
[Royce da 5'9", Kid Vishis - We Everywhere lyrics]
We global
We everywhere, you ain't never there, haters
Come on hey Vish
I was looking at TV one day, right?
My nigga 50 was on there sayin'
That he was the first rapper
That ever been to Estonia
And it kind of caught my attention
'Cause I was like, "Shiiit when you go?"
'Cause I went before Get Rich or Die Tryin'
My niggas icy
So you know we keep them roofs on
Call at the girl that go
Gettin' our proof on dude movin' two tones
In a European somethin'
Cool with the roof gone
Like a crackhead runnin'
Y'all better catch up
I done been in every color
Rover you can think of
From mustard to ketchup
Pocket got the cheese burger
I don't fuck wit' onions
I just converted euros
They gave it back in hundreds
I stay foreign, out the country killin' 'em
I got bitches from Michigan to Finland, um
Switzerland, London and places you
Never heard of
Like Estonia, they heard of us
Yeah, we be e'rywhere
You niggas don't be nowhere
White minks in the winter
Lookin' like a polar bear
Neck like Alaska, wrist like Antarctica
Show 'em that there's money in
Rap, bein' an artist, shuh
Catch me in the spots
Catch me catch me in the spots
Catch me catch me in the spot
Where the shots pop off at
SS all black, with the top chopped off that
Catch me in the spots where the shots pop
C-c-c-c-catch me in the spots
Catch me catch me in the spots
Catch me–catch me in the spots where
The shots pop off at
SS all black, with the top chopped off that
Catch me in the spots where
The shots pop off at
We everywhere, you ain't never there
You probably make it to everywhere
We been in Nevuary i'm fly as a pilot
While y'all losin' like you put
Your lives on a diet
I'm hot as July is, life is a riot
Mr push-a-bike-in-Dubai (That's me)
Got the ho Sharon at the Sheraton
With the dykes at the Hyatt
In London eatin' at Nando's
On my chicken thing
The only upscale I be thinkin'
'bout is the triple beam
Ridin' the Jeep on the opposite
Side of the street the stones on me bigger
Than hippopotamus teeth i'm on the run
'bout to do another 20 summers
Pushin' the Benz in Germany
With the funny numbers (Yes)
We fly in the streets like it's the Autobahn
Y'all niggas watch me cop jewelry
Then y'all go pawn
Tipsy in Sicily with the Gucci goggles on
Determined to see the bottle gone
Lookin' like I belong if you ain't afraid
It's time to get your startle on
I'll let ya'll wear the wire
I just get my Marlo on
I still got love for hoes from my country
(Ahuh)
I scored more times in Utah than Karl Malone
But if your stomach stick out
Much as your booty do bitch you got booty
And I don't want your coochie-coo
I never been caught
I'm good at cheatin' on the wife
It's probably 'cause I'm a better
Sneaker than a Gucci shoe
Catch me in the spots
Catch me catch me in the spots
Catch me catch me in the spot
Where the shots pop off at
SS all black, with the top chopped off that
Catch me in the spots where the shots pop
C-c-c-c-catch me in the spots
Catch me catch me in the spots
Catch me catch me in the spots
Where the shots pop off at
SS all black, with the top chopped off that
Catch me in the spots where
The shots pop off at
I got a i got a stamp on my passport
For every strand of hair that you've
Got on your baby nuts cuz on the beat
Bar Exam 2, niggas
We everywhere, you ain't never there, haters
Come on hey Vish
I was looking at TV one day, right?
My nigga 50 was on there sayin'
That he was the first rapper
That ever been to Estonia
And it kind of caught my attention
'Cause I was like, "Shiiit when you go?"
'Cause I went before Get Rich or Die Tryin'
My niggas icy
So you know we keep them roofs on
Call at the girl that go
Gettin' our proof on dude movin' two tones
In a European somethin'
Cool with the roof gone
Like a crackhead runnin'
Y'all better catch up
I done been in every color
Rover you can think of
From mustard to ketchup
Pocket got the cheese burger
I don't fuck wit' onions
I just converted euros
They gave it back in hundreds
I stay foreign, out the country killin' 'em
I got bitches from Michigan to Finland, um
Switzerland, London and places you
Never heard of
Like Estonia, they heard of us
Yeah, we be e'rywhere
You niggas don't be nowhere
White minks in the winter
Lookin' like a polar bear
Neck like Alaska, wrist like Antarctica
Show 'em that there's money in
Rap, bein' an artist, shuh
Catch me in the spots
Catch me catch me in the spots
Catch me catch me in the spot
Where the shots pop off at
SS all black, with the top chopped off that
Catch me in the spots where the shots pop
C-c-c-c-catch me in the spots
Catch me catch me in the spots
Catch me–catch me in the spots where
The shots pop off at
SS all black, with the top chopped off that
Catch me in the spots where
The shots pop off at
We everywhere, you ain't never there
You probably make it to everywhere
We been in Nevuary i'm fly as a pilot
While y'all losin' like you put
Your lives on a diet
I'm hot as July is, life is a riot
Mr push-a-bike-in-Dubai (That's me)
Got the ho Sharon at the Sheraton
With the dykes at the Hyatt
In London eatin' at Nando's
On my chicken thing
The only upscale I be thinkin'
'bout is the triple beam
Ridin' the Jeep on the opposite
Side of the street the stones on me bigger
Than hippopotamus teeth i'm on the run
'bout to do another 20 summers
Pushin' the Benz in Germany
With the funny numbers (Yes)
We fly in the streets like it's the Autobahn
Y'all niggas watch me cop jewelry
Then y'all go pawn
Tipsy in Sicily with the Gucci goggles on
Determined to see the bottle gone
Lookin' like I belong if you ain't afraid
It's time to get your startle on
I'll let ya'll wear the wire
I just get my Marlo on
I still got love for hoes from my country
(Ahuh)
I scored more times in Utah than Karl Malone
But if your stomach stick out
Much as your booty do bitch you got booty
And I don't want your coochie-coo
I never been caught
I'm good at cheatin' on the wife
It's probably 'cause I'm a better
Sneaker than a Gucci shoe
Catch me in the spots
Catch me catch me in the spots
Catch me catch me in the spot
Where the shots pop off at
SS all black, with the top chopped off that
Catch me in the spots where the shots pop
C-c-c-c-catch me in the spots
Catch me catch me in the spots
Catch me catch me in the spots
Where the shots pop off at
SS all black, with the top chopped off that
Catch me in the spots where
The shots pop off at
I got a i got a stamp on my passport
For every strand of hair that you've
Got on your baby nuts cuz on the beat
Bar Exam 2, niggas