LETS GO!

[Intro: $hyyguyy & 2Sikk]
Ay, shot-o-clock?
Nigga, I thought you'd never ask

[Hook: $hyyguyy & 2Sikk]
I was gonna fuck my ex, but I thought it over (What?)
Shawty hot, she can't do, I hit the cold shoulder (Brrr)
Shawty think she play the part up in a Fashionova
On the runway it's one way, I had to run 'em over (Brrr)

[Interlude: 2Sikk & $hyyguyy]
All on my dick, pussy
Talk yo shit!
Talk yo shit, nigga!
Let's go!

[Verse: $hyyguyy, 2Sikk, & Both]
Couldn't run it back cause that shit got too much mileage (Yeah)
Sheesh, please
Man, that nigga stylish
Let's go!
Uh, uh, uh
Let's go!
Go!
If y'all think this shit is sweet, y'all some Willy Wonkas (Wah!)
We gon' wild up in these streets, we go really bonkers (Boom!)
We some heavy-ass machines, yeah, we really Tonkas
Let's go!
Boom, boom, boom!
(Hah, hah)
Boom!
(Hah)
R.I.P my nigga STEEZ
Man, we too popping
I see bitches at the sea and they two-topping (Yuh)
Hide the racks up in my sleeves, man, we Chris in stockings (Let's go!)
I get money on the scenes, man, y'all better watch it (Sheesh!)
I ain't playing no more games, talking Tamogatchi (Let's go!)
I ain't doing no 6ix9ine, fuck a damn Tekashi (Ah!)
Someone check in on my plate, look like damn hibachi
Let's go! (Ah)
Go (Ah)
Go (Ah)
Go (Ah) (Woo!)
Go
TNT with the acne, had that bitch bumping (Boom)
Michael Jordan with the rock, had that bitch jumping (Go!)
I got so many chains just like Kurt cousins
Go, go, go, go
(Haha, $hyyguyy, $hyyguyy)
I'ma king, they try to mark us looking like cousins
Sending shots to your head, thirteen bakers dozen
Took a couple shots, hit the block, and hit the 360
Shout-out Papa Marley, niggas popping molly, who's with me?
Got a problem out in Houston, had to call up with me
All you niggas cool, niggas bid a truce, who's with me?
And I got my guys, and they down to ride, the team winning
Uh, uh, uh
(Yeah)
Pay me some respect
'Cause I did it right, I came correct like Nike checks (Yeah!)
He got game at talking trash like he broke, need it (Uh-uh)
Got the fans, they waiting on me like they con sneakers (Talk yo shit!)
Now I'm busting down your door like I work for Fima (Gotcha!)
How I really kick the shit like I'm playing FIFA? (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!)
Cool, hot, 2Sikk running up a fever (Uh-uh)
All my homies in the cell like they damn amoebas (What else?)
I be really to myself like I'm Justin Beiber (What else?)
Holy smoke a top shelf, high as ever needed (What shelf?)
How I count a hundred bands like it's centipeded? (Ha-hah)
How you sleeping on me now like it's tempurpedic?
Don't-don't-don't-don't come between me and money, do not intervene in (Doot-doot!)
I ain't even from the planet, I ain't in the Venus (Yeah!)
I'ma fly in a space
I'ma die anyway
Space, space, swipe, way, way, way, way, way
I'ma shine my way
I'ma cry everyday (Go)

[Hook: $hyyguyy & 2Sikk]
I was gonna fuck my ex, but I thought it over (Uh-uh)
Shawty hot, she can't do, I hit the cold shoulder (Ahh!)
Shawty think she play the part up in a Fashionova
On the runway it's one way, I had to run 'em over

[Outro: $hyyguyy, 2Sikk]
Let's go! (Skrrt!)
(Grrrrrrr)
Go!
(Go, go, go)
Man, we really do this
(Go, go, go)
*Laughing*
Ah, man
Yeah!
Let's go!
*Laughing*
$hyy!
Ah! *Laughing*
Sikk!
Yeah!
Two!
*Laughing*
You know what the fuck we on!
To play with!
Ah, God, what the fuck? (Damn!)
Ah!
Let's go!