GO! (feat. OG Maco) [Bonus]

Go I ain't no average joe
I got the racks you know
I got the bands on go
Rick Owens all on my toe
I been the big bad wolf
I'm goin up on these hoes
I'm goin up for the bros
I got rich now they show me respect
I'm goin up but I stick wit the set
AP around me I call him the ref
Call him a ref how he keepin a tech
They told me go so a young nigga went
I'm thumbin fetti on fetti
When money come in they get petty
I got diamonds I wanna go to Elliot
Thats the plan so the music I'm sellin it
I can't fuck wit you niggas I'm celibate
Might go cop me a Porsche for the hell of it
Shawty get in my bed think we wrestlin
I hit that bitch from the back
Hop in the lam and I race off the track
Run up the commas I run up the racks
Niggas was talkin we come to attack
Like where is y'all at
Go go go go
Go go go
Go go go go
Go go go go
Go go go go
Go go go go
Count up the count up and mount up
Who give a fuck if they not us
Back in the day they would doubt us
Now the hoes beggers and pouters
In the trap got the fish got the flounder
Hit the pot wit the fork like a shank
I get back to the hood I'm servin the junkies to keep em from robbin yo space
Keep the faith keep from dodgin the case
We was breakin all these niggas like vase
Thinkin I'm sprintin I'm just keepin the pace
Clear the scene I'm not leavin a trace
I got the shells I move by my self so there ain't nobody to tell
If imma be judged it wont be by twelve bitch it'll be heaven or hell
Hoe this how we live you get it you give it's real no red or blue pill
Bitch you give em chills dead fresh but I live this shit gettin ill
They gon eat up this sauce like a meal
If it's beef then this glock is a grill
Ain't no hoe in my blood this tato is love well bitch imma keep this shit trill
Go go go go
Go go go
Go go go go
Go go go go
Go go go go
Go go go go