Lets Gooo
Let’s go
Green light , how a nigga on go
Running up the road
Esco
How I’m fuckin wit my future , freebands no you can’t hold not a thang
Get money wit da team
Move funny call up Keem you know he coming wit da beam
Ain’t shooting for no spleen
Tryna put da bitch between dem two things you use to see
Niggas be acting like a scene
Gas is louder than a scream
Hit the wood Nd I feel serene young nigga preciate the irony
Dubs is crisp like ironing
I be high like balconies
Wit a bitch down on her knees
I be smiling counting cheese
So I can’t fuck wit no 6 D ..
Nein
I can’t do dat
Young nigga colder than flu check
Young nigga colder than a sweater gotta listen to my shit wit headphones and a crewnеck
Fuckin on yo bitch Nd she say I got her too wet
Humblе lil nigga but my crew love to flex , trapping out both parts of a duplex
Ahead da game already know what imma do next
I’m too official , gimme two blue checks
Watch me like hot sauce what he gone do next
I could never cross a nigga , don’t do hex but I be ballin , hooping all thru rec
Breaking records , Nd I break ya boo neck
When I step in dis bitch looking too fresh
Stomp on a beat then I hit it wit a suplex
Then imma let it catch a few breaths
Cap , ain’t no time to rest
Rap da whole beat start to finish Nd thru rests
Think a nigga Finnish wit this ice on my neck
Think a nigga British how I can’t feel shit
I’m da fresh king nigga ask Will Smith
Midas effect on everything in my vicinity
Is you feeling me?
They not hearing me
I’m so seriously sick
In dis bitch I need a vaccine
All dese bitches in my pad , turnt to da maxi
Ps on top of ps in da trap dem bitches stack-ing
So ain’t no kickin it wit me bitch I’m not Jackie ... Chan
Or Chun
Ask around bitch I’m da one
Swear to God I’m like da son of the holiest above , how the whole world show me love
From the bitches to the plugs
Stackin riches ain’t enough
Gotta split it wit my thugs
Snatch bitches from they loves
Her decision when I’m done , if she gone go back to ya , flippin bitches spatula
Technically flip hoes like a turner
My bitch wanna hit , she gone turn her
Bend blocks in a Benz wit a burner
Told da comp , the end , cuz it’s over freshie be da closer
Let’s go
Green light , how a nigga on go
It’s over for you folk