Everybody Does Brooke Candy

[Hook]
Poppin' bottles in the club
(That's what everybody does)
(That's what everybody does)
(That's what everybody does)
Droppin' dollars on their guts
(That's what everybody does)
(That's what everybody does)
(That's what everybody does)
Bangin' models in the back
(That's what everybody does)
(That's what everybody does)
(That's what everybody does)
Brooke Candy on the track
(That's what everybody loves)
(That's what everybody loves)
(That's what everybody loves)

[Verse 1]
Basic hoes, open toes, swag, jerkin' in a circle
Y'all are talking, smoking up a pack of Cloves
While I'm on another planet, god damn I'm booking shows
For fashion week in Milan, to Tijuana Barrio
Man I'm so next level make the Devil look froze
Basic bitches leave in stitches while I'm stacking money rolls
Working 14 carat poles, while I'm shittin' on the trolls
Mannie Fresh is on the line, while Andy Warhol's packing bowls
Clear though, everybody fuckin' with the weirdo
Strangest in the game, all the same, I keep it real though
Jaws drop while I stay on my grind
Stacking bread while label heads see I'm ahead of my time