"goooo" lyrics
Yeah, yeah, let's fly (You wanna do something fun?)
Yeah, my brother died, told you, yeah, they killed me too (Pick me up)
Yeah, and she wan' eat the dick up, baby, yeah, she wanna eat me, ooh (Lick me up)
Nettspend, send the alley-oop
I send five-five, I'm in the alley, ooh (I'm in the— go, five-five)
Rap shit, yeah, make the racks in it (Racks)
Tapped in, yeah, I got the stacks in (Yeah, yeah)
And what's the problem with that boy? I'll get him wacked in (Yeah)
Suck my dick in it, now she think I'm the trap man (Yeah)
Yeah, 'cause she don't wanna leave, who is Zap-Man? (Yeah, hold up)
Thuggin' in my Vans
It's yo' birthday, say congrats, bitch (Birthday)
And she shakin' ass on Bottega, that's so lavish
And she shakin' ass on my Gucci fuckin' fabric
I'ma throw a axe at yo' head, fuck that Havic
I'ma hit a black and a white bitch [?] (Blatt, yeah, yeah)
Told her, "Clean me up with yo' tongue, fuck a nap—" uhh
I was in the A, with some thick shit, say, "What's brackin'?"
Yeah, yeah, let's fly
Yeah, my brother died, told you, yeah, they killed me too (Pick me up)
Yeah, and she wan' eat the dick up, baby, yeah, she wanna eat me, ooh (Lick me up)
Nettspend, send the alley-oop
I send five-five, I'm in the alley, ooh (I'm in the— go, five-five)
Rap shit, yeah, make the racks in it
Tapped in, yeah, I got the stacks in (Uh, yeah)
And what's the problem with that boy? I'll get him wacked in it
Suck my dick in it, now she think I'm the trap man (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, 'cause she don't wanna leave, who is Zap-Man? (Hold up)
Thuggin' in my Vans
It's yo' birthday, say congrats, bitch (Birthday)
And she shakin' ass on Bottega, it's so lavish
And she shakin' ass on my Gucci fuckin' fabric
I was in the 'Raq with my shawtys, yeah, what happened?
Fucked so many hoes up in this bed, gotta buy a new mattress, yeah (What, what, what, that)
How could I be a actor? I don't practice (Yeah)
If I'm with that ratchet, yeah, I love my ratchet (Give me some, give me some)
Did it off the rap shit, 10K off the rap shit (Bull shit, bull shit)
She just want my dick, huh, huh, that's the caption (Let's go)
Woah, I just signed a deal, that's the action, yeah
She wanna pull down my pants, see my fat shit (Ooh, yeah)
Fuck what, what I said, we don't doubt, man
Run it up, run it up, run it up, I don't care, I'm pistol packin' (Yeah, what?)
Even the security be clout cappin' (Fuck you)
Get the fuck 'round from me, because you know, I cause madness
Fuck the BET, you know they can't have this (Yeah)
Put you in a drafts, in the drafts, I'm a bad kid (Trashcan)
Lit a opp, bitch a opp (Wack in)
This shirt off, with you, ah
I can't even get with yo' ho (Listen dog)
Yeah, yeah, this shit off, this shit off, this shit off (You wanna do something fun?)
I don't know you, that my soldier
He gon' bone you, relapse over
I'm not sober, I'm gettin' older
Hold up, hold up, what's that odour?
Yeah, my brother died, told you, yeah, they killed me too (Pick me up)
Yeah, and she wan' eat the dick up, baby, yeah, she wanna eat me, ooh (Lick me up)
Nettspend, send the alley-oop
I send five-five, I'm in the alley, ooh (I'm in the— go, five-five)
Rap shit, yeah, make the racks in it (Racks)
Tapped in, yeah, I got the stacks in (Yeah, yeah)
And what's the problem with that boy? I'll get him wacked in (Yeah)
Suck my dick in it, now she think I'm the trap man (Yeah)
Yeah, 'cause she don't wanna leave, who is Zap-Man? (Yeah, hold up)
Thuggin' in my Vans
It's yo' birthday, say congrats, bitch (Birthday)
And she shakin' ass on Bottega, that's so lavish
And she shakin' ass on my Gucci fuckin' fabric
I'ma throw a axe at yo' head, fuck that Havic
I'ma hit a black and a white bitch [?] (Blatt, yeah, yeah)
Told her, "Clean me up with yo' tongue, fuck a nap—" uhh
I was in the A, with some thick shit, say, "What's brackin'?"
Yeah, yeah, let's fly
Yeah, my brother died, told you, yeah, they killed me too (Pick me up)
Yeah, and she wan' eat the dick up, baby, yeah, she wanna eat me, ooh (Lick me up)
Nettspend, send the alley-oop
I send five-five, I'm in the alley, ooh (I'm in the— go, five-five)
Rap shit, yeah, make the racks in it
Tapped in, yeah, I got the stacks in (Uh, yeah)
And what's the problem with that boy? I'll get him wacked in it
Suck my dick in it, now she think I'm the trap man (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, 'cause she don't wanna leave, who is Zap-Man? (Hold up)
Thuggin' in my Vans
It's yo' birthday, say congrats, bitch (Birthday)
And she shakin' ass on Bottega, it's so lavish
And she shakin' ass on my Gucci fuckin' fabric
I was in the 'Raq with my shawtys, yeah, what happened?
Fucked so many hoes up in this bed, gotta buy a new mattress, yeah (What, what, what, that)
How could I be a actor? I don't practice (Yeah)
If I'm with that ratchet, yeah, I love my ratchet (Give me some, give me some)
Did it off the rap shit, 10K off the rap shit (Bull shit, bull shit)
She just want my dick, huh, huh, that's the caption (Let's go)
Woah, I just signed a deal, that's the action, yeah
She wanna pull down my pants, see my fat shit (Ooh, yeah)
Fuck what, what I said, we don't doubt, man
Run it up, run it up, run it up, I don't care, I'm pistol packin' (Yeah, what?)
Even the security be clout cappin' (Fuck you)
Get the fuck 'round from me, because you know, I cause madness
Fuck the BET, you know they can't have this (Yeah)
Put you in a drafts, in the drafts, I'm a bad kid (Trashcan)
Lit a opp, bitch a opp (Wack in)
This shirt off, with you, ah
I can't even get with yo' ho (Listen dog)
Yeah, yeah, this shit off, this shit off, this shit off (You wanna do something fun?)
I don't know you, that my soldier
He gon' bone you, relapse over
I'm not sober, I'm gettin' older
Hold up, hold up, what's that odour?
