Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Go, artist - Cali Swag District.
Date of issue: 31.08.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Go |
Okay, I produce this track |
Watch this abortion as I kill this ratch |
I get get cheese, and them know that |
And if you know me, you know him no rat |
Never that |
I be stackin' money while you stackin' problems |
Got a lot of broads numbers, but I never call 'em |
White girls are my favorite cuz when I blaze it, they say I’m F-in' awesome |
I’m only gettin' better and you for tha blossom |
Bitches forever gettin' wetter and 'm only talkin' |
Say a couple words, soak 'em up |
Ev’rything I say real talk, soak it up |
If you break it down, we gone smoke it up |
All aboard the elevator. |
Whre we goin'? |
Goin' up |
Talkin' money for a show, then we showin' up |
And we might leave wit 10 bitches, knowin' us |
(Go. Yeahh) |
Ayy, J.R., Are we ever gone stop? |
Naw, we gone go. |
We gone go |
Ayy, Smooth, Are we ever gone stop? |
Naw, we gone go. |
We gone go |
Ayy, J.R., Are we ever gone stop? |
Naw, we gone go. |
We gone go |
Ayy, Smooth, Are we ever gone stop? |
Naw, we gone go. |
We gone go |
Ay. |
First verse |
I got a little cocky |
Shit, I can do that when gettin' money my only hobby |
Ay, I be ridin' on the Mishani like er’body |
Wit a bad mommy, niggas be jockin' her curve body |
You messin wit us, but we messin wit er’body |
Y’all just a soft imatation. |
We the hard copy |
So copy us. |
Ain’t no stoppin' us |
We ain’t no muthafuckin' pizza, ain’t no toppin' us |
Er’body know my niggas got a lot of banks |
So we keep a eye out for niggas tryna plot on us |
Not on us. |
Cain’t let it happen |
We can get like dry lips, and get it crackin' |
Ayy, I just wanna go and keep my paper stackin' |
Er’ything I do real. |
I ain’t with the actin' |
Keep it 100, cuz I said so |
And I ain’t ran into no bitch that ever said no |
(Go) |
Ayy, J.R., Are we ever gone stop? |
Naw, we gone go. |
We gone go |
Ayy, Smooth, Are we ever gone stop? |
Naw, we gone go. |
We gone go |
Ayy, J.R., Are we ever gone stop? |
Naw, we gone go. |
We gone go |
Ayy, Smooth, Are we ever gone stop? |
Naw, we gone go. |
We gone go |
I am on the G-O |
Life first Garret from steerin' the speedboat |
Mean on the beat, Tyrone and D-Bo |
Cuz me and Smooth get things just for the people |
Whole lot of love |
Whole lot of femails, wit details |
I’ll reach the top like a steeple |
My flow limpin', you can almost feel me |
You know J.R., but you don’t know the real me |
Ha, but I’m still gonna get it in |
I’ma whip the Benz, even if the light red |
Burn rubber down the block, til they pop like whiteheads |
And I run the street with a chick and some nice legs |
Tattoos, my shit, cuz I got some new inks |
Zone like 2, 3. Cash comin' to me |
Who me? |
Yeah, you |
Third on the verse |
Me and Smooth go and always come first like |
(Go) |
Ayy, J.R., Are we ever gone stop? |
Naw, we gone go. |
We gone go |
Ayy, Smooth, Are we ever gone stop? |
Naw, we gone go. |
We gone go |
Ayy, J.R., Are we ever gone stop? |
Naw, we gone go. |
We gone go |
Ayy, Smooth, Are we ever gone stop? |
Naw, we gone go. |
We gone go |