So Gone

Album cover art for "So Gone" by J. Stone & Juicy J & Young Dolph

J. Stone & Juicy J & Young Dolph - Rap

So Gone

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[Intro: DJ Drama] Oh yeah, this shit got him so gone like Monica Shit got me so far so gone like Drizzy Pick your pleasure or your poison Gangsta Grillz [Verse 1: Juicy J] Juicy J stay fucked up Juicy J be geeked (Mhmm) All these meds. I popped ain't got no sleep in weeks (Mhmm) Bad bitches, overseas, model chicks straight freaks (Mhmm) Two hoes and they poppin' Rose in Phantom rose backseat (You know it) Plenty cars in my garage, got [?], got Xanny bars Got a loud pack, got a weed card Got a double cup, I go hard Fuck up in my [?], I spend it all All do I trip Smokin' Cali kush, you can smell it before its lit [Chorus] Time to set the mood, let a [?] naked lady Shots of Bombay, mane is trippin' [?] Mansion full of hoes and I'm so gone (You know it) On a supermane pill smoking on that [?] [Verse 2: J. Stone] J. Stonе stay turned up J. Stone be lit Catch mе in the hood in a grey Ferrari I'm a fly ass young Crip Got thirty rounds and like thirty pounds I'm plugged in, go out of town You was hatin' in, how you like me now? Wish you was me, so you bite my style Killa county to the mil' west Then go down south, then hit the east coast Next flight we goin' over seas Heard foreign freaks, they be doin' the most She be doing tricks when she hit the pole Then she do the splits when she hit the flo' Hit the Rolls, hopped in the Ghost Then I got ghosts, mansion full of hoes Bad bitches that's all I poke Backwoods that's all I smoke Trippy shit, I'm a tiny [?] I'm wit' the shit, I got all the smoke Get your bitch, look like she chose I'm gettin' rich, all kinds of dough Sell out shows, rock my own clothes Nigga, look outside, long line of hoes [Chorus] Time to set the mood, let a [?] naked lady Shots of Bombay, mane is trippin' [?] Mansion full of hoes and I'm so gone (You know it) On a supermane pill smoking on that [?] [Verse 3: Young Dolph] Yeah (Woah), yeah (Woah), yeah (Woah), yeah (Woah) Yeah (Woah), yeah, let's go (Uh!) Lil' black ahh nigga don't give a fuck, no shirt, mink coat to the flo' Lil' mama never wanna leave when I let her come around, she said she feel like she in a movie (What?) Nigga fuck that car, dancin' on top of my [double?] I got from Juicy My bitch booty real real big, got my cake long, smokin' out the bay with J. Stone I'm pourin' up lean and I'm pourin' them shots, man, bad bitches love me like Trey Songz I only talk money this a payphone Black ass nigga like Akon, I mean a cunt I fucked her on the first date, so I guess you could call her my day one Told her to bring a [french?] stop at the store, get some [?] some ice When y'all pull up at the spot, hit the horn to hit the lights Yeah, I turn shit into sugar, yeah, one hell of a life Yeah, I'm smokin' good, but her and her friends? Yeah, they sniffin' white [Chorus] Time to set the mood, let a [?] naked lady Shots of Bombay, mane is trippin' [?] Mansion full of hoes and I'm so gone (You know it) On a supermane pill smoking on that [?] [Outro: DJ Drama] (Gangsta Grillz!) Hell of a time we had last night Haha, you might not even remember I'm so gone Let's just do it again

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Credits

Writers
  • J. Stone
  • Juicy J
  • Young Dolph