"Van Go" lyrics
Grieves & Mouse Powell Lyrics
Can I pet that dog?
WHY NOT?
Yo, go on and tell these motherfuckers I'm back
All gas, burning rubber in the Subaru BRAT
You on some fuck shit
Now I gotta double the tax
Shorty like me cause I'm handsome with a troublesome past
They thought it was all fun and games 'til the heat up
Then they saw me body these bitches and call PETA
They was in the dust for a while, they couldn't keep up
Rocking with a hand in the air, and the other holding my motherfucki-
Hey, Your momma pisses with the seat up
Said we was kicking it, drinking some margaritas
She jumped me to Encinitas and bought me a couple scratchers
If you don't know who your dad is now, then you's a bastard
Look, fuck outta here with all that stress
You can EM KCUS backwards, I'm not impressed
Seen a whole lotta talking, but none of it pays rent
If it don't make dollars, then it don't make sense
Hands up, Hair low
You're rocking with the best, homie let 'em know
Can't stop, pass go
Cutting off their ears, like we're Van Go(gh)
Hands up, Hair low
You're rocking with the best, homie let 'em know
Can't stop, pass go
Can't stop, pass go
I don't like the way that you're talking to me, you should change your tone
I might have crossed the finish line last
But I pull up with my feet up on the dash, counting cash, like
I am really that gas, either that, or I must have been a dog in the past life
Assemble your crew, there ain't shit you gon' do if they resemblin' you
It's been a minute, it's true
But we back, part 2!
Y'all are rocking with WHY NOT?: Electric Boogaloo
We back and forth like a teeter totter
Energy is primadonna, blowing out the speakers on 'em
Your momma got some chi chis on 'er
Probably gonna be a problem when I get to squeezin on 'em
Uh, I might just give 'em a pinch
I'm like the Raiders back with Marshawn Lynch
I'm fucking nasty, bruh
Don't even give me an inch
I might put 'em up, but we don't flinch
It's WHY NOT?
Hands up, Hair low
You're rocking with the best, homie let 'em know
Can't stop, pass go
Cutting off their ears, like we're Van Go(gh)
Hands up, Hair low
You're rocking with the best, homie let 'em know
Can't stop, pass go
Can't stop, pass go
Hands up, Hair low
You're rocking with the best, homie let 'em know
Can't stop, pass go
Cutting off their ears, like we're Van Go(gh)
Hands up, Hair low
You're rocking with the best, homie let 'em know
Can't stop, pass go
Can't stop, pass go
EEEEEEM KCUUSSSSSSSS
SSSSSSSSUUCK MEEEEE
WHY NOT?
Yo, go on and tell these motherfuckers I'm back
All gas, burning rubber in the Subaru BRAT
You on some fuck shit
Now I gotta double the tax
Shorty like me cause I'm handsome with a troublesome past
They thought it was all fun and games 'til the heat up
Then they saw me body these bitches and call PETA
They was in the dust for a while, they couldn't keep up
Rocking with a hand in the air, and the other holding my motherfucki-
Hey, Your momma pisses with the seat up
Said we was kicking it, drinking some margaritas
She jumped me to Encinitas and bought me a couple scratchers
If you don't know who your dad is now, then you's a bastard
Look, fuck outta here with all that stress
You can EM KCUS backwards, I'm not impressed
Seen a whole lotta talking, but none of it pays rent
If it don't make dollars, then it don't make sense
Hands up, Hair low
You're rocking with the best, homie let 'em know
Can't stop, pass go
Cutting off their ears, like we're Van Go(gh)
Hands up, Hair low
You're rocking with the best, homie let 'em know
Can't stop, pass go
Can't stop, pass go
I don't like the way that you're talking to me, you should change your tone
I might have crossed the finish line last
But I pull up with my feet up on the dash, counting cash, like
I am really that gas, either that, or I must have been a dog in the past life
Assemble your crew, there ain't shit you gon' do if they resemblin' you
It's been a minute, it's true
But we back, part 2!
Y'all are rocking with WHY NOT?: Electric Boogaloo
We back and forth like a teeter totter
Energy is primadonna, blowing out the speakers on 'em
Your momma got some chi chis on 'er
Probably gonna be a problem when I get to squeezin on 'em
Uh, I might just give 'em a pinch
I'm like the Raiders back with Marshawn Lynch
I'm fucking nasty, bruh
Don't even give me an inch
I might put 'em up, but we don't flinch
It's WHY NOT?
Hands up, Hair low
You're rocking with the best, homie let 'em know
Can't stop, pass go
Cutting off their ears, like we're Van Go(gh)
Hands up, Hair low
You're rocking with the best, homie let 'em know
Can't stop, pass go
Can't stop, pass go
Hands up, Hair low
You're rocking with the best, homie let 'em know
Can't stop, pass go
Cutting off their ears, like we're Van Go(gh)
Hands up, Hair low
You're rocking with the best, homie let 'em know
Can't stop, pass go
Can't stop, pass go
EEEEEEM KCUUSSSSSSSS
SSSSSSSSUUCK MEEEEE
