There U Go
There you Go Lyrics
Damn Koko how you make all of these classics
Worked for this shit always been above average
Kill anything up in my path that's my tactic
I'm so sick of this rap shit
Everybody speak Slick sick of the cap shit
Get in my zone then I go and make some
Magic
The days here when they slap this shit in traffic
Every time I speak up on the track issa classic
Hanging on the window
Do it for my kinfolk
Every time they slide they keep the stick like a limbo
A mill Is what we hit fo
Drive to San Francisco
In the city went splurging ate up at the bistro
Hit for the triple double
Went and got the bundle
No designer on me but my drip look like a puddle
Ready for the scuffle
Circle tight like a huddle
Thinking the coldest out but I'm being humble
Nigga who gon stop me and tell me that there's a difference
I think I'm the coldest out my whole jurisdiction
I'm confident not cocky for the mufuckas l trippen
My words go bezerk and you get all up in yo feelings
Like do you love me do you love me not
Fuck yo answer cause I know that I'm hot
Finna be 4 pockets full, all full of knots
I don't need a second thought cause you know imma pop look
Damn Koko how you make all of these classics
Worked for this shit always been above average
Kill anything up in my path that's my tactic
I'm so sick of this rap shit
Everybody speak Slick sick of the cap shit
Get in my zone then I go and make some
Magic
The days here when they slap this shit in traffic
Every time I speak up on the track issa classic
I can breathe on the mic this shit gon sale
Young lightskin nigga and I'm giving em hell
Grew up and never did no Kiss and tell
Wishing for my spot but y'all ain't see the fails
Half of y'all ain't seen my L's y'all just go and see the tweets
But it's funny cause my name rings bells inside the streets
Ain't no gang banger but for mines I'll shoot for 3
I'm always on the road never catching me on E
Bumping Dom Kennedy
Hennessey my remedy
Understand what comes with being cold is some enemies
Some turned to frenimies
But ain't nobody ending me
Listen up while I go and catch this melody
Feel like Johnny Gill, like baby There you Go
He mad this classic, so I go and make some more
So I go and make some more
"Aye let this beat ride out it's Koko"
Damn Koko how you make all of these classics
Worked for this shit always been above average
Kill anything up in my path that's my tactic
I'm so sick of this rap shit
Everybody speak Slick sick of the cap shit
Get in my zone then I go and make some
Magic
The days here when they slap this shit in traffic
Every time I speak up on the track issa classic
Hanging on the window
Do it for my kinfolk
Every time they slide they keep the stick like a limbo
A mill Is what we hit fo
Drive to San Francisco
In the city went splurging ate up at the bistro
Hit for the triple double
Went and got the bundle
No designer on me but my drip look like a puddle
Ready for the scuffle
Circle tight like a huddle
Thinking the coldest out but I'm being humble
Nigga who gon stop me and tell me that there's a difference
I think I'm the coldest out my whole jurisdiction
I'm confident not cocky for the mufuckas l trippen
My words go bezerk and you get all up in yo feelings
Like do you love me do you love me not
Fuck yo answer cause I know that I'm hot
Finna be 4 pockets full, all full of knots
I don't need a second thought cause you know imma pop look
Damn Koko how you make all of these classics
Worked for this shit always been above average
Kill anything up in my path that's my tactic
I'm so sick of this rap shit
Everybody speak Slick sick of the cap shit
Get in my zone then I go and make some
Magic
The days here when they slap this shit in traffic
Every time I speak up on the track issa classic
I can breathe on the mic this shit gon sale
Young lightskin nigga and I'm giving em hell
Grew up and never did no Kiss and tell
Wishing for my spot but y'all ain't see the fails
Half of y'all ain't seen my L's y'all just go and see the tweets
But it's funny cause my name rings bells inside the streets
Ain't no gang banger but for mines I'll shoot for 3
I'm always on the road never catching me on E
Bumping Dom Kennedy
Hennessey my remedy
Understand what comes with being cold is some enemies
Some turned to frenimies
But ain't nobody ending me
Listen up while I go and catch this melody
Feel like Johnny Gill, like baby There you Go
He mad this classic, so I go and make some more
So I go and make some more
"Aye let this beat ride out it's Koko"
Credits
Writer(s): Kobe O.
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