Yo Go

Lyrics

Jumped up off tha porch & I went datway Speeding doin tha whole dash on tha e way If it ain't no gang I'm in a game tho like EA No small change these Balmains cost me 3k Rollie is on me take a picture I can't be fucking them bitches off Instagram I gotta keep it professional I'm tryna kill my competitor Poppin these percs , eating edibles I tote this stick like a western You niggas get hit wit tha rest of it All I see is prophets Soljia but dont re pocket, take some out then re rock it This water out tha clean faucet I Ain't never seen no drought Bitch I'm reppin gang gang I been ballin so hard imma need some rogaine Drippin I'm fresher then soap Imma control no remote This dough on tha flo Then put tha game in a yoke I wear my chains every where that I go Yo hand get blew off you eva reach for my throat Hit tha gas then it sped off Got yo bitch off in my car tryna suck my leg off I remember runnin from tha red dog This a dirty dirty game you gotta play it raw Rob then shoot you Drippin in Gucci Salute me or shoot me They say I'm tha coolest my life is a movie Lights camera action ok we rolling Imma fuck her after I'm done pass her to brodie Yo Go Now Yo Go Now Really Really litty & yo so turned down Yo Go Now Yo Go Now Yo Go Now Big homie say he down He told me hold it down I tote them racks like a visa Woke up today feeling evil Stuff my backwood wit some diesel I'm lookin for teq Tequila Sippin on syrup by tha litter Ride wit some racks & just ems Im having Pills pounds & percs Water be drippin all over my shirt Know you can't enter before you get searched Play wit tha Uno you gonna get murked I don't know why that bitch think that she a diva Dont wanna fuck on that lil bih or eat her Shot at my her brother with my dirty nena Left his ass high like a fever Miss me wit that capp shit Like Fuck all this rappin shit Get momma out that trap shit Name Hold more weight then a fat bitch I've been sippin syrup tryna calm my nerves all bout a bird Get caught on my Turf Get you murked put you on a shirt Big difference I'm really tha shit and you just a turd Hit sent it & imma give a bag to whoeva get em first Big pimpin 50 racks up in my bit designer purse Diamonds sittin so icey like Gucci mane they yelling brrrrr Bitch I'm way cooler 600 shots on any block If you ever play with suga 6Tray my lil loc you know we neighborhood troopin We active with them ratchets get tha clapping at yo shooters Yo Go Now Yo Go Now Really Really litty & you so turned down Yo Go Now Yo Go Now Yo Go Now Big homie say he down He told me hold it down I tote them racks like a visa Woke up today feeling evil Stuff my backwood wit some diesel I'm lookin for teq Tequila Sippin on syrup by tha litter Ride wit some racks & just ems