On Go

It's Lil Rodd up in this bitch
(Dylan Cooking Hits Boy)
GMG shit man
Go
Goooooo

If yo bitch start feeling me on gang she on go
If yo nigga get to tweakin ima walk up crack his nose
How you arm and dangerous
And that nigga took yo pole
You not really in these streets you need to take yo lil ass home (On gang)

I don't gangbang but a nigga keep a pole
Smoking doties rocking white g fazo's stuntin in vlone
Fucked her one time she think that we dating get the fuck on (Dummy)
I can't stress
I call my plug up like where's the fuckin smoke
And these bitches call my phone now they tryna take my soul

I can't trust no dirty bitch
So I gotta keep my chrome
Send da lolo to my mans incase they tryna backdoor me
If I die man kill that bitch we ain't calling police
I can't write that statement for shit
I can't go out like no bitch

If I do that time and I get out send niggas at yo fitted
No I'm not a street nigga but im quick to stand on any business
Bitch I'm gone die behind my respect like I'm Nip Hussle
If my shooter left his gun at the crib we got 20 knuckles
Let a nigga knuck if he buck imma hit his temple

Cuzzo he a hothead quick to pop a nigga like a pimple (On bro)
If I find a hole up in my wood patch it with a RAW
They done let my homie ina door he like John Wall
If I lose it all in one day back to stacking (Dough)
Dude ass say he gettin money nigga you get no bands

I like white bitches who get money Lindsay Lohan
I do all my dirt, all by my lonely, can't trust no man
If that nigga see you and he tell now you inna jam
I'm like stone cold steve austin never gave a fucking damn
If a nigga talking out his neck dude get choke slammed

I can't lack my shooter tote a Gat like Johnny off Saints Row
I love boss bitches nigga I can't fuck with broke hoes (Uh un)
I can't eat that pussy baby girl you on yo menstrual (You tripping)
Niggas think we bitch made till I up the fuckin' tool

On fucking bro
GMG shit lil bitch
And I got my niggas in the stu with me I got JD, got Walt innis bitch
On Gang