go Lyrics

And say, how you get so rich, I got that shit from juggin za

In a shootout, if it cram up, we gon' run right to the cop

223 gon' hit his face if yo ass talkin' to the cops

They want me and Baby J to check out, but this shit won't stop

She always tryna hit my phone, but I stay posted on the block

In an E, they say I'm slimey, jump the gate, I'll take your Glock

I say, go, boom, boom, that's the pistol

This bitch doin' dicks, she left me, bitch, I will not miss you

I say, go, I'm official

Beam up on the Glock, I'm tryna shoot it till it hit you

I say, go, bitch, I'm up

We won't stop this car, it's so many pounds up in the trunk

Got two different bitch, I'm fuckin' one, so the other gotta wait

Try to run away, we chase him down, bitch, you won't get away

Catch a flight at the B, I ain't tryna talk about no case

And we ain't beefin' with no niggas, boy, this choppa eat yo face

And you better get your mans, my girl ain't beefin' with no bitch

This big gun is tryna fuck, it's tryna get your ass a kiss

I don't even want that bitch, I love a pussy, hate her tits

Gucci on me while I'm outside, tryna cop me a new fit

I say, go, we chase him down

You was talkin' crazy, but you know we run the town

I say, go, catch these shells

Sittin' up at night, I hope my brother make that bill

In that S.R.T., we crackin' cars, we sellin' Za too

She say, why you do that drill? I told her, that's my job, boo

You talk too much up on the net, I think your ass a cop, dude

And we put belted ass up in the streets like we yo' fuckin' mama

And we last up in the field, we also last up in that drama

On the lean like future in this bitch, I'm tryna fuck up commas

All these niggas say they in the streets, but your ass an imposter

I don't do no drills, no more lil bitch, I'm bout to be a father