Let’s Go

Y'all **** know who running the city

Telling you

We two mayors in this shit, ****

Real life (4)

Hey-look, hey-look, hey-look, let's go

Hey-look, hey-look, hey-look, let's go (I'm telling you)

Hey-look, hey-look, hey-look, let's go

Go right now, look, fuck

I ain't riding 'round with these ****

I'm running no racks with these ****

Up on that 300 block, double ****

I'm feeling YP, who the fuck is the clique?

Shake ass, run ditch, runner boy, I'll kill

Only heard about shaking, not blowing this gun

Ain't never run, why you listen to Dee-zle?

He's been a little man tryna burn with the litty

And dumb gat crushed when we went down the city

I been tracking the truck, still running up check

Got a plug in the ridge, got a plug in New York

Got a plug in the DC, got a plug up in Philly

Got a plug in the LA that I ain't never met him

Got to talk on the phone, but I know he gon' send it

Got a place for the girl, but I always avoid it

Go with the spot, we just baking in the kitchen

I'm fucking with tino that shit straight top

Can't fuck with no bitch, they fuck with the opps

Shorty bang with YC, put his life on a Glock

Me and YC cut shit, he put his life on the block

Got beef 'round the farm, got beef 'round the park

Got beef 'round the brick, got beef at the top

Got beef with the ten, got beef with the nine

We go through the nine, we just hop out the car

Hey-look, hey-look, hey-look, let's go

Hey-look, hey-look, hey-look, let's go (I'm telling you)

Hey-look, hey-look, hey-look, let's go

It's time to go right now, I'm telling you

Back spinning with Qua', back spinning with Quo'

It's so many cards, you know how they go

I came out of flipping the boogie in the snow

We go come up with dice if he ever go broke

I done ran out the money, I need me some more

I done fuck on his main bitch, shorty a ho

Fuck the friend in the back puttin' dick in her throat

Aunty keep on calling, so it's time to go

Me and Sam out of town with a couple of-

Me and Sam out of town with a couple of bands

Me and Sam came back with like 2000 grands

I could sell you some snow, I could sell you some sand

I could sell you a zip and a air for a band

Free all the guys 'til they back on the line

Got a C' in the trap, he be serving the candy

Draco on opp, **** plotting they man

I ain't riding 'round with these ****

I'm running no racks with these ****

Up on that 300 block, double ****

I'm feeling YP, who the fuck is the clique?

Shake ass, run ditch, runner boy, I'll kill

Only heard about shaking, not blowing this gun

Ain't never run, why you listen to Dee-zle?

He's been a little man tryna burn with the litty

And dumb got crushed when we went down the city

I been tracking the truck, still running up check

Got a plug in the ridge, got a plug in New York

Got a plug in the DC, got a plug up in Philly

Got a plug in the LA that I ain't never met him

We just talk on the phone, but I know he gon' send it

Got a place for the girl, but I always avoid it

Go with the spot, we just baking in the kitchen

I'm telling you, real life, boy

Y'all ****, I'm telling you

You **** capping

I ain't tryna bump ****