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Everybody Loves You

 

Everybody Loves You


Young Fel
Monte let's get it

What that smoke do
Beach blonde womens like goku
Fleece with the terry cloth on me that's old school
Speak like a local just a un poco
Bitch clear your bi-focals (Ayy)
I don't splurge on purses don't be hopeful
I only got one chick who I buy shit for
And my light shine where did my wrist go?
Fall in love with a chick on VSCO

Sayulita prince
King of the Mariachi
Tourists popping pills telling lies like Fauci
Don't want to go to Poppi
But that's where all the females
Shorty ass fake coulda got that shit on retail
Six-digit tax need a cape and a mask
So I can go to town hall and whoop somebody ass
I'm the mixture
Smoking on a rizla
I used to give a fuck
But it was hard to pay attention

What that smoke do
Beach blonde womens like goku
Fleece with the terry cloth on me that's old school
Speak like a local just a un poco
Bitch clear your bi-focals (Ayy)
I don't splurge on purses don't be hopeful
I only got one chick who I buy shit for
And my light shine where did my wrist go
Fall in love with a chick on VSCO

Everybody loves you (loves you, yeah)
And everybody loves you (loves you, loves you)
And everybody loves you (loves you, loves you)
And everybody loves you (loves you)

Yeah, hop up out the bed
Press a button let the sun inside
Yeah I'm feeling blessed
In the winter giving summer vibes
Best dressed, in the bodega
My neighbors think I'm selling drugs
And it work in my favor
Boy I ain't making any runs
But I run to the paper
I'm moving Solo Dolo
Something like the way that I came up
I'm in the hood, what's good
Don't make it hot if you see me up on a ave
Blending in with the crowd
Hopping into the cab
You only be on the block
I'm whipping it to the bag
My haters is on the clock
No wonder why they be mad
It's alright though
I know that they hurting
So they always feeling spiteful
Catch em talking shit and they gon' say it

What that smoke do
Woke queens only shop whole foods
Sipping in my backyard I ain't too social
Lot of people goin round chatting bout that old you (Man)

Everybody loves you (loves you, loves you)
And everybody loves you (loves you, loves you)
Everybody loves you (loves you, loves you)
And everybody loves you (loves you, loves you)
What that

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