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[Intro]
Aye, ugh, ugh, go, ugh aye, aye, go, Kele on the beat that’s all that I need, bitch, aye, ugh, real Murda Worth shit, you already know how the fuck I’m rockin’, go, go, go, ugh

[Verse 1]
I’m back on that “Go Style” shit, bitch, you knew it
I don’t wanna fuck that bitch ‘cause she blew it
I got money in my pocket, stupid bitch, and you knew it
You don’t got money? Then I don’t know what to tell you, bitch, I’m clueless
You know it ain’t shit to pull a rack up out my Ksubis
I was a young nigga hittin’ licks, I remember the cops said we was a nuisance
Now I’m kickin’ shit, pourin’ 4’s of Tris, and I be like, “We don’t wanna fuck them groupies”
I just wanna fuck, don’t go to no movie, bitch, my life already a movie
Bitch can’t get in this car ‘cause only the Drac gon’ fit in thе 2-seat
Try to slide on us? Bettеr use his head, if he don’t, better use his two feet
My niggas still hooked on drank, like what the fuck, is it more the Tunechi?
I gotta go, lil’ stupid ass bitch, just give me the top, I don’t want no coochie
Bitch so bad and her ass so fat, I damn near thought I was fucking Karrueche
Bro pulled out 10, tried pull out more, they said he can’t ’cause they gon’ sue you

[Verse 2]
I think I’ma fuck that bitch like 2 times, again
Got his watch on layaway, they just repo’d, he can’t wait to shine again
Why you ain’t pay in full?
Want a feat? Better pay in full
We the type to set you up through a bitch, bring you to the hood and she say “It’s cool”
Broke bitch, should’ve ate yo’ food
Bro talk, that’ll change my mood
Don’t talk, you’ll change bro mood
Fuck around have him clutching on a Glock and screaming like Goku
Oh, you wanna kill me? You supposed to
Oh, you don’t feel me? I don’t really care ‘cause that’s what yo’ ho supposed to
We gon’ shoot up the house like we supposed to move
We finna pull up and shoot and send you up
You gon’ snitch when the police pin you up
We gon’ let them bullets pick you up
I’ma young nigga, never gave no fuck

[Refrain]
I’m back on that “Go Style” shit, bitch, you knew it
I don’t wanna fuck that bitch ‘cause she blew it
I got money in my pocket, stupid bitch, and you knew it
You don’t got money? Then I don’t know what to tell you, bitch, I’m clueless
You know it ain’t shit to pull a rack up out my Ksubis
I was a young nigga hittin’ licks, I remember the cops said we was a nuisance
Now I’m kickin’ shit, pourin’ 4’s of Tris, and I be like, “We don’t wanna fuck them groupies”
I just wanna fuck, don’t go to no movie, bitch, my life already a movie