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There He Go
473
Hip-Hop/Rap
There He Go was released on February 20, 2024 by SSG Record Label as a part of the album Champion
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Release DateFebruary 20, 2024
LabelSSG Record Label
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM81

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Corey Pritchett Jr
Corey Pritchett Jr
Lyrics

Lyrics

Let's go
Woah 13x
Aine yo average ****
Walk around with 20 bands on me
Hit the club I got my shirt off
Bitches put they hands on me
Fuck you mean boy know I'm
Richer than his biggest big homie
Don't get it twisted
This a VV Cuban chain not that zirconium
Yeah we gone pop it
Every time We pop out
Pull up in a Track Hawk
If it ain't money fuck a conversation
Bitch I let the racks talk
Pull up with my stims and f&ns
This shit gone be a blackout
Keep it playa
Call her wassaname
But still gone blow her back out
I'm talm bout fuck her good
Smack on her ass and pull her tracks out
Talm bout slut her out
Beat her face I'm finna pull her tracks out
Oh he talking crazy
Hit up rooh that boy gone pull the Mac out
That boy say he got it but going in on bottles
That boy capped out
Ima really rich ****
I'm a black Michael Rubin
Ima real lit ****
This a real lit Cuban
Fettuccine for the Cheese
In the kitchen ratatouille
If that bitch don't wanna suck no dick
Aine tripping get her bestfriend to do it
We got glocks & fns and every gen
This SSG I called them boys
5 Beta the way they stepping in
I count up hundreds fifty twenty's
Ain never touched a ten
Ain never touched a five
But S550 on the Benz
I'm really turnt these bitches
Know my name every time we waking in
I'm really turnt got all theses bitches
Wanna fuck me & my friends
Bag chaser all my life
Been running to the dividends
Peek a boo
Switch a roo
Let my bro hop out the Benz
What's his name
Ion know
But that's him
There he go
Spin a block
Give him time
Catch his ass
Outside the store
Hit his leg
Walk em down
Mask off
Hit his nose
Headshot
40 cal
Blow his head
Casket close
Really living how I wanna live
Pull up in any car
Stuff my pockets jeans to small
Shit ima need a extra large
They keep playing with the gang
They swing the stick like a guitar
Rockstar like please don't take it there
Boy we gone take it far
Really richer than these ****
Aine never worried about shit
Rather beef about some figures
Aine beefing about no bitch
**** doubted me and count me out
Until they seen me with 6 figures
Fuck them boys and thank the Lord
That I became a rich ****
There he go that boy done got some bread
Now he gone up the score
Like there he go they see them camera flash
When I walk through the door
Like there he go I guess them **** mad
Cause I done fucked his hoe
Like there he go they see me walking pass
With a pocket full of rolls
Like there he go do not compare me boy
I ain't yo average joe
Like there he go this shit I wear it cost
I'm fresh from head to toe
Like there he go boy aine playing around
I hop out with that 4
Like there he go a real legend boy
They treat me like the Pope like there he go
There he go that boy done got some bread
Now he gone up the score
Like there he go they see them camera flash
When I walk through the door
Like there he go I guess them **** mad
Cause I done fucked his hoe
Like there he go they see me walking pass
With a pocket full of rolls
Like there he go do not compare me boy
I ain't yo average joe
Like there he go this shit I wear it cost
I'm fresh from head to toe
Like there he go boy aine playing around
I hop out with that 4
Like there he go a real legend boy
They treat me like the Pope like there he go
Written by: Corey Pritchett, Corey Pritchett Jr
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