Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah uh
Yeah she look cute on the gram (On the gram)
Im not gonna hit her up she gon try to talk too talk my friends (Talk to my friends)
Yeah she gonna bust it down she can do it with no hands (With no hands)
She only wanna talk too me when she just wanna rant (Wanna rant)
Im heading to Oakland like Im Kevin Durant (Kevin Durant)
I hop on the mic so I am just venting (Venting)
Yeah cause it takes the pain away (Pain away)
This sh*t is in my head day to day (Day to day)
I think about you everyday (Everyday)
But it be the same everyday (Everyday)
I think about the past I cant let it go (Cant let it go)
I can forgive you but I cant let it go (I Cant let it go)
It took alot to glow no tecca aye (No tecca)
You not a friend you a foe get out my business aye (Get out my business)
Flexing on these hoes call me lil tay (Lil tay)
B*tch Im on my grind get out my way (Get out my way oh)
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah she look cute on the gram
Yeah she look cute on the gram
Yeah uh
Yeah she look cute on the gram (On the gram)
Im not gonna hit her up she gon try to talk too talk my friends (Talk to my friends)
Yeah she gonna bust it down she can do it with no hands (With no hands)
She only wanna talk too me when she just wanna rant (Wanna rant)
These hoes wanna be my friends but I refuse too (I dont too)
That booty obtuse that stomach is acute (Acute)
Run up the racks just like a running back (Running back)
I get the check and I spend it right back (Spend it right back)
Spend it right back
Got the sauce and Im dripping aye (And Im dripping)
Why you getting mad lil girl you just tripping aye (You just tripping)
Like a waiter yea Im tippin'
Pass the rock scotty pippen (Pippen)
Beyblade let it rip
Yea I cannot pay attention
All she want is attention (Attention)
Baby girl you gotta listen
Yea too many racks its not fitting (Not fitting)
Yea leave me alone Im reading
Get put on like a seating chart
Mall cop call me Paul Blart
Im so young with a broken heart (Heart)
Yeah
Yeah uh
Yeah she look cute on the gram (On the gram)
Im not gonna hit her up she gon try to talk too talk my friends (Talk to my friends)
Yeah she gonna bust it down she can do it with no hands (With no hands)
She only wanna talk too me when she just wanna rant (Wanna rant)
Yeah uh
Yeah she look cute on the gram (On the gram)
Im not gonna hit her up she gon try to talk too talk my friends (Talk to my friends)
Yeah she gonna bust it down she can do it with no hands (With no hands)
She only wanna talk too me when she just wanna rant (Wanna rant)
Everyday Video (MV)
Performed By: Lil Barkko
Language: English
Length: 3:22
Written by: Lil Barkko, Logan Glietz, Waylan Vernatt
Lil Barkko - Everyday Lyrics
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Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah uh
Yeah she look cute on the gram (On the gram)
Im not gonna hit her up she gon try to talk too talk my friends (Talk to my friends)
Yeah she gonna bust it down she can do it with no hands (With no hands)
She only wanna talk too me when she just wanna rant (Wanna rant)
Im heading to Oakland like Im Kevin Durant (Kevin Durant)
I hop on the mic so I am just venting (Venting)
Yeah cause it takes the pain away (Pain away)
This sh*t is in my head day to day (Day to day)
I think about you everyday (Everyday)
But it be the same everyday (Everyday)
I think about the past I cant let it go (Cant let it go)
I can forgive you but I cant let it go (I Cant let it go)
It took alot to glow no tecca aye (No tecca)
You not a friend you a foe get out my business aye (Get out my business)
Flexing on these hoes call me lil tay (Lil tay)
B*tch Im on my grind get out my way (Get out my way oh)
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah she look cute on the gram
Yeah she look cute on the gram
Yeah uh
Yeah she look cute on the gram (On the gram)
Im not gonna hit her up she gon try to talk too talk my friends (Talk to my friends)
Yeah she gonna bust it down she can do it with no hands (With no hands)
She only wanna talk too me when she just wanna rant (Wanna rant)
These hoes wanna be my friends but I refuse too (I dont too)
That booty obtuse that stomach is acute (Acute)
Run up the racks just like a running back (Running back)
I get the check and I spend it right back (Spend it right back)
Spend it right back
Got the sauce and Im dripping aye (And Im dripping)
Why you getting mad lil girl you just tripping aye (You just tripping)
Like a waiter yea Im tippin'
Pass the rock scotty pippen (Pippen)
Beyblade let it rip
Yea I cannot pay attention
All she want is attention (Attention)
Baby girl you gotta listen
Yea too many racks its not fitting (Not fitting)
Yea leave me alone Im reading
Get put on like a seating chart
Mall cop call me Paul Blart
Im so young with a broken heart (Heart)
Yeah
Yeah uh
Yeah she look cute on the gram (On the gram)
Im not gonna hit her up she gon try to talk too talk my friends (Talk to my friends)
Yeah she gonna bust it down she can do it with no hands (With no hands)
She only wanna talk too me when she just wanna rant (Wanna rant)
Yeah uh
Yeah she look cute on the gram (On the gram)
Im not gonna hit her up she gon try to talk too talk my friends (Talk to my friends)
Yeah she gonna bust it down she can do it with no hands (With no hands)
She only wanna talk too me when she just wanna rant (Wanna rant)
Yeah uh
Yeah she look cute on the gram (On the gram)
Im not gonna hit her up she gon try to talk too talk my friends (Talk to my friends)
Yeah she gonna bust it down she can do it with no hands (With no hands)
She only wanna talk too me when she just wanna rant (Wanna rant)
Im heading to Oakland like Im Kevin Durant (Kevin Durant)
I hop on the mic so I am just venting (Venting)
Yeah cause it takes the pain away (Pain away)
This sh*t is in my head day to day (Day to day)
I think about you everyday (Everyday)
But it be the same everyday (Everyday)
I think about the past I cant let it go (Cant let it go)
I can forgive you but I cant let it go (I Cant let it go)
It took alot to glow no tecca aye (No tecca)
You not a friend you a foe get out my business aye (Get out my business)
Flexing on these hoes call me lil tay (Lil tay)
B*tch Im on my grind get out my way (Get out my way oh)
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah she look cute on the gram
Yeah she look cute on the gram
Yeah uh
Yeah she look cute on the gram (On the gram)
Im not gonna hit her up she gon try to talk too talk my friends (Talk to my friends)
Yeah she gonna bust it down she can do it with no hands (With no hands)
She only wanna talk too me when she just wanna rant (Wanna rant)
These hoes wanna be my friends but I refuse too (I dont too)
That booty obtuse that stomach is acute (Acute)
Run up the racks just like a running back (Running back)
I get the check and I spend it right back (Spend it right back)
Spend it right back
Got the sauce and Im dripping aye (And Im dripping)
Why you getting mad lil girl you just tripping aye (You just tripping)
Like a waiter yea Im tippin'
Pass the rock scotty pippen (Pippen)
Beyblade let it rip
Yea I cannot pay attention
All she want is attention (Attention)
Baby girl you gotta listen
Yea too many racks its not fitting (Not fitting)
Yea leave me alone Im reading
Get put on like a seating chart
Mall cop call me Paul Blart
Im so young with a broken heart (Heart)
Yeah
Yeah uh
Yeah she look cute on the gram (On the gram)
Im not gonna hit her up she gon try to talk too talk my friends (Talk to my friends)
Yeah she gonna bust it down she can do it with no hands (With no hands)
She only wanna talk too me when she just wanna rant (Wanna rant)
Yeah uh
Yeah she look cute on the gram (On the gram)
Im not gonna hit her up she gon try to talk too talk my friends (Talk to my friends)
Yeah she gonna bust it down she can do it with no hands (With no hands)
She only wanna talk too me when she just wanna rant (Wanna rant)
Writer: Lil Barkko, Logan Glietz, Waylan Vernatt
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Royalty Network
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Royalty Network