Let's Go (feat. RV & Krept & Konan)

Let's go, let's go

Let's go, let's go, let's go

Let's go, let's go

Fill up the car, let's go (Let's go, let's go)

Bro got the real weight, gotta do is make sure the dubs get home (Turn, turn, turn, turn)

Man gotta keep it street 'cause, the opps, they on patrol

But live, in the flesh, they know

You ain't ever have to bring the big ting on stage

Big nasty show

Fill up the car, let's go (Let's go, let's go)

Bro got the real weight, gotta do is make sure the dubs get home (What?)

Man gotta keep it street 'cause, the opps, they on they 'trol

But live, in the flesh, they know

You ain't ever have to bring the big ting on stage

Big nasty show (Turn)

Bro won the gold, them boot from back

When that cop was carting fiends

Them callin', invest in waps

Fill up that cartridge, cause some carnage

Opp boys finna kill vibe

Come back with a bang like Carla

Let's keep them dots in the wardrobe

You must think I was tryna send it Narnia

Got this beef under wrap, I don't know 'bout naan bread

He got plastered tryna shave man's wig

Like I'm tryna give man bald head (Trippin')

Still do it and I thinks they are buggin'

If they thinks it's comin' out one day

Cold one like Maya Jama, they don't want this storm

Brought a new Nina to come to court (RV)

Bro wanna go halves on a tool

I told him it's cool, I'll get my own

All I know is keepin' it real

I could never sell out like my headline show (Never)

This bad B thinks I blew 'cause she look at my shoe

And it fed my soul

My rambo comes in a duo, me and Headie, Krept and Kon'

My girl said, "Let someone else go mash that work

Why always you?"

How many times have a saw them yutes?

And chef man quick like gourmet food

Any time that I run man down

I'm pissed when they get away (Runnin')

I hope one of them tricks know Ella Mai

Fill up the car, let's go (Let's go, let's go)

Bro got the real weight, gotta do is make sure the dubs get home (Turn, turn, turn, turn)

Man gotta keep it street 'cause, the opps, they on they 'trol

But live, in the flesh, they know

You ain't ever have to bring the big ting on stage

Big nasty show

Fill up the car, let's go (Let's go, let's go)

Bro got the real weight, gotta do is make sure the dubs get home (One)

Man gotta keep it street 'cause, the opps, they on they 'trol

But live, in the flesh, they know

You ain't ever have to bring the big ting on stage

Big nasty show

Man get the drop on these homes

Truth is, just know gang went there

Blood on the floor, red carpet

Had my man doin' up premiere

Heard you got robbed for your grub

That food a Ghana fufu and kenkey

Can't take a blood-clot setback, boy

Get choppin' that blood-clot, head back east

Man ain't got halos

Sideman done him on the main road

Couple of my goons Nigerian

Fuck around, you can lay ghost

Stuck you on them

That gyal bruck it and bend

If broski run up on them, they givin' up something like lead

Sixteen, bought me a MAC

Mum shoulda bought me a iPod

Just linked fems on the hill

Bros tryna take off, high-tops

Went jail, nothing's improvin'

Get a young buck and recruit him

Little bro never wears boot cuts

But he'll have you cuttin' from bootings

Big fists in your funny face

Had to tell KD, put the gun away

Dick give your sister a tummy ache

They say life's short, but my money ain't

This Fendi jumper's a one away

Big tool on my brother's waist

Can't come round, go the other way

Fill up the car, let's go (Let's go, let's go)

Bro got the real weight, gotta do is make sure the dubs get home (Turn, turn, turn, turn)

Man gotta keep it street 'cause, the opps, they on they 'trol

But live, in the flesh, they know

You ain't ever have to bring the big ting on stage

Big nasty show

Fill up the car, let's go (Let's go, let's go)

Bro got the real weight, gotta do is make sure the dubs get home (One)

Man gotta keep it street 'cause, the opps, they on they 'trol

But live, in the flesh, they know

You ain't ever have to bring the big ting on stage

Big nasty show