Let's Go
I just got the ball ain't no passing it
I remember days when I was broke but now I'm having shit
She ain't wanna fuck I switch her out and get a badder bitch
My cousin he keep 21 guns just on some savage shit
Brown skin fine, you know I like fine shit
Told that bitch come over I'm a bend her break her spine bitch
She know I'm a gangster so you know I keep a 9 bitch
I be with my brothers we outside we ain't hiding
I stay with killers that don't got no manners
I'm serving white like I don't mess with tanners
I keep my hand on that hammer
Niggas be pussy I don't understand em
I'm just a young nigga straight out Atlanta
I get the riches like Tony Montana
My niggas dunking like Tim they stuck in the field free my niggas out the slammer Let's Go
Let's Go Let's Go
I just want your neck baby I just want your throat
I just want you all on your knees like the pope
Cause I keep that pole, I won't fold, that's for sure
Yeah that's fasho
fasho
fasho
Bitch I'm from that 4
And you know
This shit can get wicked yeah you know
Yeah you know
I just got the ball ain't no passing it
I remember days when I was broke but now I'm having shit
She ain't wanna fuck I switch her out and get a badder bitch
My cousin he keep 21 guns just on some savage shit
Brown skin fine, you know I like fine shit
Told that bitch come over I'm a bend her break my spine bitch
She know I'm a gangster so you know I keep a 9 bitch
I be with my brothers we outside we ain't hiding
I remember days when I was broke but now I'm having shit
She ain't wanna fuck I switch her out and get a badder bitch
My cousin he keep 21 guns just on some savage shit
Brown skin fine, you know I like fine shit
Told that bitch come over I'm a bend her break her spine bitch
She know I'm a gangster so you know I keep a 9 bitch
I be with my brothers we outside we ain't hiding
I stay with killers that don't got no manners
I'm serving white like I don't mess with tanners
I keep my hand on that hammer
Niggas be pussy I don't understand em
I'm just a young nigga straight out Atlanta
I get the riches like Tony Montana
My niggas dunking like Tim they stuck in the field free my niggas out the slammer Let's Go
Let's Go Let's Go
I just want your neck baby I just want your throat
I just want you all on your knees like the pope
Cause I keep that pole, I won't fold, that's for sure
Yeah that's fasho
fasho
fasho
Bitch I'm from that 4
And you know
This shit can get wicked yeah you know
Yeah you know
I just got the ball ain't no passing it
I remember days when I was broke but now I'm having shit
She ain't wanna fuck I switch her out and get a badder bitch
My cousin he keep 21 guns just on some savage shit
Brown skin fine, you know I like fine shit
Told that bitch come over I'm a bend her break my spine bitch
She know I'm a gangster so you know I keep a 9 bitch
I be with my brothers we outside we ain't hiding
Credits
Writer(s): Roberto Tini, Diego Fainello, Alex Valentino Giarbini
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