Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Go 2 Hell, artist - Jay Critch. Date of issue: 05.05.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Go 2 Hell |
| I’m from the bottom, so I’ve seen this shit |
| They ain’t really think I’d make it and I mean this shit |
| Damn, I ain’t really with that fighting my demons shit |
| I just grab the chopper, 'bout to go right where my demons live |
| She told me, «Go to Hell» |
| 'Cause she caught me fucking on a bitch at the hotel |
| Should have never paid for all them wigs and all them nails |
| Fuck it, then I’m back up on my shit, I might as well |
| Uh, I was young and I was out there jugging in the fields |
| Brodie just came home, he out there thugging, yeah, still |
| 'Member I had zero, need a hundred damn mill' |
| Niggas want some damn grills |
| In my city, niggas spin and do it for the damn thrill |
| Get the chicken, but I’m hungry like I’m missing damn meals |
| Brodie scoring off the trap, he got hand in hand skills |
| They ain’t scoring off the raps 'cause we know it ain’t real |
| Niggas hanging 'round rats, how I know he won’t squeal? |
| And I’m signed up, fuck a deal |
| Uh, strapped up, Navy SEAL |
| Niggas bugging off pills |
| Uh, act up and get peeled |
| Uh, this money’ll get you killed, I swear that I’ve seen this shit |
| I wanna be rich, I swear that these niggas just wanna be seen and shit |
| Get the new whip right off of the lot, right out of the dealership |
| I’m making them feel this shit |
| These niggas be weird and shit |
| These niggas be lame |
| It’s our game, nigga, we got bank |
| Bad bitch brown, but her inside pink |
| He get the bag and he start to change |
| He come around, gotta tuck his chains |
| I’m from the bottom, so I’ve seen this shit |
| They ain’t really think I’d make it and I mean this shit |
| Damn, I ain’t really with that fighting my demons shit |
| I just grab the chopper, 'bout to go right where my demons live |
| She told me, «Go to Hell» |
| 'Cause she caught me fucking on a bitch at the hotel |
| Should have never paid for all them wigs and all them nails |
| Fuck it, then I’m back up on my shit, I might as well |
| Uh, I was young and I was out there jugging in the fields |
| Double cup, I’m pouring seals |
| If it’s up, it’s on the ceiling, niggas spin until you killed |
| She was everything to you, but to me, she just a kill |
| Nigga, where the fuck was you? |
| Mommy couldn’t pay her bills |
| All that talking, we ain’t into that, niggas loud in that Prius |
| All that hate come from the internet, it’s smiles when they see us |
| Hood Fav, niggas know it from the towns overseas |
| And she smiling when she see me, now she down on her knees |
| Loud Cannatique, I got pounds of this weed |
| She got ass in her jeans and she bounce it for me |
| I’m in London, walking with a lot of pounds in my jeans |
| I be thinking like, «Is she gon' hold it down for the team?» |
| Nah, she not |
| Niggas infiltrating like cops |
| Where I’m from, they only send shots |
| All them niggas know is bend blocks |
| More money, getting more chops |
| I gotta take this shit up to the top |
| I was hurting 'cause my pockets was popped |
| I run it up, but it’s not gonna stop |
| Had a nightmare I was stuck on the block |
| I’m from the bottom, so I’ve seen this shit |
| They ain’t really think I’d make it and I mean this shit |
| Damn, I ain’t really with that fighting my demons shit |
| I just grab the chopper, 'bout to go right where my demons live |
| She told me, «Go to Hell» |
| 'Cause she caught me fucking on a bitch at the hotel |
| Should have never paid for all them wigs and all them nails |
| Fuck it, then I’m back up on my shit, I might as well |
| Uh, I was young and I was out there jugging in the fields |