Go Lyrics

The fed said freeze no photo

The thing gone buss

Like oh no no homo

We got packs on us

Racks on us

Shop round soho

In a ride and the setting's late

The thing ain't bait

Bro go go

Go

Hop out the ride on smoke

Yo who's with who's with me

About the oppsdem

Said they want to hit me

You'll chill with the dead

Like Mandy and Billy

Really

Feel this heat like chilli

Silly silly them man silly

I know the bitch

Going tell lies to me

The realest bitch on my phone

Is siri

Apart from my marjay

That's my killy

Stay in the car and extend that arm

Shots garn fly out the window

If i spot that boy like bingo

Do limbo cause you won't run far

Fuck parties

You won't see me dance

If I go

I'm probably with hooligans

But what the fuck

Am I doing in a function

If I ain't close to a million

Know the food

That we move ain't pizza

Dont lack cause reapa creeps up

Pop out

Give him the Jeepers Creepers

Put smoke in shops like Shisha

I'm an alpha male with a beta

And its my season like maggi

But I won't say shit

Like lisa's sister

I watch how the game goes

Like twister

The fed said freeze no photo

The thing gone buss

Like oh no no homo

We got packs on us

Racks on us

Shop round soho

In a ride and the setting's late

The thing ain't bait

Bro go go

Go

Hop out the ride on smoke

Bro try whack mans face

He try race

Put him in place

She got a big fat back okay

She calling me bae

She got good taste

Like reaps

When we going on a date

You don't even know

My government name

I don't talk on the net that's lame

Just leave that pool

And then dodge that jake

They get left red

Like I'm airing a chat

No cap talk wass

Then I'm shaving your hat

You ain't bad

You just stunt for the gang

Oh damn

Act brave get turnt to a pack

You talk bread

Now your speaking my lang

Make pees from the f

Ain't talking bout chang

And pees from the drugs

We slang

In the van

On bro it's the dots we brang

On foe

It's the dots we brang there

Your worst nightmare

Gang don't fight fair

Catch man right there

Leave man right there

He felt more than a buzz

No lightyear

Just fling that whip into high gear

So the feds

Don't stop that right dere

And they telling me

Reaps change your mindset

Before the feds pull you

Like a bicep

The fed said freeze no photo

The thing gone buss

Like oh no no homo

We got packs on us

Racks on us

Shop round soho

In a ride and the setting's late

The thing ain't bait

Bro go go

Go

Hop out the ride on