Let's Go Lyrics

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, Yeah

Aye, turn this mother fucka' up mane

Fucking on models and models, yeah

Ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy

Ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy

Ayy, hear me out

I'm sippin' on bottles and bottles

Fuckin' on models and models

Hop in that Vette', hit the thottle

I'm lit, I don't need me a follow

I'm toting the Drac in the Tahoe

Spend me a check, I ain't worried about barcodes

Hop in the jet, I don't care how far I go

Buy new Dior like I'm fuckin' with Pacoo

Bag full of money, ain't workin' at Costco

Let's go

Pimpin' these bitches, they fuckin' with niggas

Ice on my wrist, somebody take me a picture

I fucked on that bitch, I ain't think I can hit her

Sheets and the funnel, I ain't fuckin' with swishers

Fly out the city, I bag me some bitches

I ball out the park, I ain't buy me no tickets

I pop up with shit like I play for the Wizards

My brothers so slimy, we call him a lizard

I bought me 3 cars, they ain't think, but I did it

Ballin' too hard, I can't come off my pivot

Motion man, I'm out here runnin' the city

I called up my brother, I ain't think he could hear me

The charger too loud, I been drivin' a Hemi

Swervin' this bitch, I been drinkin' some Henny

Sippin' this drink, I ain't think they can feel me

Let's go

They see that I'm poppin', they make me the topic

They talkin' they shit, they ain't havin' no logic

Can't hop in the G if I don't got a lock

My ex really played me, she played with my heart

That shit made me better, cause now I'm on top

Blue and the green, I'ma cop me a watch

Sight and a beam, I'ma cop me a Glock

Niggas trying pocket watch

Mello got too much sauce

Mello got rocks on rocks,

Mello got two new Glocks

Mello got cheese and guap

Mello with a AP watch

Mello with GG socks

My baby with CC locks

Standin' on top of these niggas, I'm here with the VVs out

These niggas gon' watch they mouth

I'm sippin' on bottles and bottles

Fuckin' on models and models

Hop in that Vette', hit the thottle

I'm lit, I don't need me a follow

I'm toting the Drac in the Tahoe

Spend me a check, I ain't worried about barcodes

Hop in the jet, I don't care how far I go

Buy new Dior like I'm fuckin' with Pacoo

Bag full of money, ain't workin' at Costco

Let's go

Pimpin' these bitches, they fuckin' with niggas

Ice on my wrist, somebody take me a picture

I fucked on that bitch, I ain't think I can hit her

Sheets and the funnel, I ain't fuckin' with swishers

Fly out the city, I bag me some bitches

I ball out the park, I ain't buy me no tickets

I pop up with shit like I play for the Wizards