They Go
You know I know they go
They know they go
They go, I'd be like
Well hello, hello
Yeah, I squeeze man,
You know they all going baby
Uh, yeah
Well hello, who's your friend
She a 8 you a 10
On my team you could win
Hit the sweet now we back
Don't do that what she said
She don't usually do this
Listen here, look me bro
I don't judge, we just fuck
We do us and she win
Nigger said that she won't and she did
And she gone
In my home and we bump
Till the morning holding on
That's the show when we roll up
Again fuck again here we go
Same old shit I call the protocol
You don't think I know but I know you, I know you go
I'll be on it, I swear I'll be on it
That liquor get to pouring now we living in the moment
Took a taxi to the venue I ain't even riding foreign
Look I shot different I got two different Rollies
What's the time difference, new spots same attention
These bitches want attention, by the way have we met
I know she got a man, why is she all in my crib?
They go, they go, they go, they go
And I know she got some brands so when I spit some bandz
I won't, I won't, I won't, I won't
Niggers lying to they friends talk about they do it big
They don't, they don't, they don't, they don't
Do it slow talk about how I love
I'll be fresh had to talk to
And I go and they know
They know how it go
Got a few on a team
Baddest bitches in the scene
Niggers mad cause they chose
You know that I'm the man
I'm the motherfucking man
I ain't never spit no bandz
Only get what you present
Now she all up in my crib
A record of past 6
And she can't even get the stick
When I hear I never met
Go ahead and spend that bread
To me you're not a player
To her you're just a friend
When I'm done you drop her off
Imam go ahead and pour the smackers off
I do this shit for real
Swear to God if they don't make it up
Even if you think I did
You think I really give a fuck?
Plenty other bitches in the lobby tell them send them up
You the type to turn'em off
I'm the type to turn them up
Fades going down see your life has no concern with us
I just killed a pussy I'm a motherfucker murderer
I just killed a pussy I'm a motherfucker murderer
Now I know she got a man, why is she all in my crib?
They go, they go, they go, they go
And I know she got some brands so when I spit some bandz
I won't, I won't, I won't, I won't
Niggers lying to they friends talk about they do it big
They don't, they don't, they don't, they don't
Do it slow talk about how I love
I'll be fresh had to talk to
And I go and they know
They know they go
They go, I'd be like
Well hello, hello
Yeah, I squeeze man,
You know they all going baby
Uh, yeah
Well hello, who's your friend
She a 8 you a 10
On my team you could win
Hit the sweet now we back
Don't do that what she said
She don't usually do this
Listen here, look me bro
I don't judge, we just fuck
We do us and she win
Nigger said that she won't and she did
And she gone
In my home and we bump
Till the morning holding on
That's the show when we roll up
Again fuck again here we go
Same old shit I call the protocol
You don't think I know but I know you, I know you go
I'll be on it, I swear I'll be on it
That liquor get to pouring now we living in the moment
Took a taxi to the venue I ain't even riding foreign
Look I shot different I got two different Rollies
What's the time difference, new spots same attention
These bitches want attention, by the way have we met
I know she got a man, why is she all in my crib?
They go, they go, they go, they go
And I know she got some brands so when I spit some bandz
I won't, I won't, I won't, I won't
Niggers lying to they friends talk about they do it big
They don't, they don't, they don't, they don't
Do it slow talk about how I love
I'll be fresh had to talk to
And I go and they know
They know how it go
Got a few on a team
Baddest bitches in the scene
Niggers mad cause they chose
You know that I'm the man
I'm the motherfucking man
I ain't never spit no bandz
Only get what you present
Now she all up in my crib
A record of past 6
And she can't even get the stick
When I hear I never met
Go ahead and spend that bread
To me you're not a player
To her you're just a friend
When I'm done you drop her off
Imam go ahead and pour the smackers off
I do this shit for real
Swear to God if they don't make it up
Even if you think I did
You think I really give a fuck?
Plenty other bitches in the lobby tell them send them up
You the type to turn'em off
I'm the type to turn them up
Fades going down see your life has no concern with us
I just killed a pussy I'm a motherfucker murderer
I just killed a pussy I'm a motherfucker murderer
Now I know she got a man, why is she all in my crib?
They go, they go, they go, they go
And I know she got some brands so when I spit some bandz
I won't, I won't, I won't, I won't
Niggers lying to they friends talk about they do it big
They don't, they don't, they don't, they don't
Do it slow talk about how I love
I'll be fresh had to talk to
And I go and they know
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Hicks, Jevon Daniel
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