Go

[Chorus]
Walk up, or creep up
But bet them blue tips hit his melon
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
GG, or the Kel-Tec
Swear it be my favourite weapon
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
I swear I can't sleep at night, I'll be up 'til like 11
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Screaming free up 4-2, free [?], and free 47
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

[Verse]
[?] that's my bredrins
You can get your shit popped now, you [?] for my bredrins
And she just wanna fuck 'cause I make hip-hop
And hit my blunt and liquor
She just want some revenue
I smash, then I don't remember you
Yeah, on God
Go, go, go, go
Just light that bitch car, tell the driver, "Hit the gas, bro"
And I be smoking on that Pluto, or some astro
And I can never leave my house without my mask, yeah
Damn, on God
My adreline is pumping, everything is moving slow mo'
Yeah, on God
Homie tryna dodge the bullets, look like he doing some dojo
Yeah, on God
I be throwing lobs like I'm Wade
Broski LeBron, man, he caught the play
I know niggas wanna be me, you better sit down
Tweak, and made his homie D-I-E, now there's forensic
Don't wanna be friends, bitch
Fuck her in a Benz quick
Had to say I'm Hollywood just don't like to talk a lot
I swear I made a killing out the Avatar in the parking lot
Fuck pulling up in a drop top
I'm tryna drop a opp
Rolls Royce it's on the Jane
And I'm hanging out the window
Shoot shit like I'm Roy
So much opp blocks, it's a tour
And I hope that you proud of me 'cause girl, you I adore

[Chorus]
Walk up, or creep up
But bet them blue tips hit his melon
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
GG, or the Kel-Tec
Swear it be my favourite weapon
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
I swear I can't sleep at night, I'll be up 'til like 11
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Screaming free up 4-2, free [?], and free 47
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go