Moneybagg Yo & BIG30 – GO! Lyrics

Moneybagg Yo & BIG30 – GO! Lyrics
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Moneybagg Yo & BIG30
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    Album: A Gangsta’s Pain: Reloaded
    Track No: 10
    That's why it switches on my glee (Pussy)
    And we put bump stock 2-2-3 (Pussy)
    Charity, I gave it to them people
    You fucking with a certified speaker
    Not you 'posed to be gangsta, but salty 'bout the hoe (Crazy)
    How the fuck my artist bigger than yo C.E.O.? (Brrrt)
    Why the hell she know I'm toxic, but still fuck with me
    It's plentiful right now I'm still pouring on a pint of V
    Prezi Rolex emerald cut still ain't seen a watch like this junt (Nope)
    All white guts, bitch can't sit in here on her time of the month (Period)
    Plain Jane shirt, but it's a stack 'cause it say Saint Laurent (Cost)
    Choppas and my dollars up, shootas hungry, get gobbled up (Get ate)
    Stand-up guy won't speak on nothing that I see or saw (Shh)
    Real weed soon as I snatch it it's already bought (It's gone)
    Went to the right doctor, her booty and her titties soft (She grown)
    Condom in my pocket, anxious I still fucked her raw
    My pull out game weak (Mane)
    I pluck, I tweak (Fuck)
    Red and white supreme ski
    Eleven whips I go Kyrie (Go)
    Tryna steal the recipe, you just a Bagg wanna be
    Bipolar personality that's why it's switches on my glee
    Brrrt
    That's why it switches on my glee (Pussy)
    And we put bump stock 2-2-3 (Pussy)
    Brrrt, brrrt, brrrt
    Flip a **** street
    Aye!
    Now how the fuck you get some fame, I been a opp (Opp)
    Them folks ain't rocking witcha, they watching till you get dropped (No, get dropped)
    I keep clutching on this glock 'cause these rocks popping out my watch (Brrrt, brrrt)
    Ain't nobody on yo block 'cause I'm the one who scoped the drop (Nope, bring heat)
    I'm the one that knocked up on yo door, hit through there with that choppa (Ay, ay, it be)
    Bitch, we no hospital gang, **** blessed if he see a doctor (Brrrt, you see?)
    It's 220 on the dash, bitch, I just left a helicopter (Mmm, it perfect)
    It's a pint up in this car twenty bo's and a couple roxy's (Ay)
    Ay, I'm sliding with a thotty (Thotty)
    I'm sliding with a **** bitch (**** bitch)
    Just got the drop from the lil hoe
    Stop thinking with ya dick (Wit ya dick)
    Po'd a trey of wocky in a Fanta they thought it was trist (Money)
    Hoe this 600 worth of drank, this shit thicker than grits (Ay, it be mud)
    Give it to 'em, I gave it to 'em (Brrrt, brrrt)
    Said you know I did it, I gave it to 'em (Brrrt, brrrt, brrrt)
    Charity done gave it to them people (Go, go)
    You fucking with a certified speaker (Go, go)

    Writer(s): Aaron Butler, Demario White, Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr, Jorres Nelson & Rodney White Jr.

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