Lyrics: Trapboytango/Lukovic/Deante Johnson
Music: Trapboytango/Lukovic/Deante Johnson
(Is that Tango on the beat?)
(Lukovic)
Go, go, go
Go, go, go, go
Heeyuh, heeyuh
Heeyuh, heeyuh
Go
I'ma set this shit off
I'ma set this shit off
I'm smokin' on gas, I'm high, I'm so tall
I got Heat like Miami, I don't even ball
I need a Grammy and that should be law
I'ma dog and I don't got a paw
He want smoke but he don't got the balls
I'm ballin' hard and I don't got a ball
I'm Big Summrs, boy I know that I'm raw
You a lil' boy, boy you know that you ass
I ain't clicking that link cause I know that it's ass
I need some smoke, yeah I need some bag
I'm a wild, nigga, I know that I'm rad
British bitch, tryna make me her lad
Don't want this bitch, so why does she nag?
Bankroll, and they makin' me sag
Don't play Fortnite 'cause all I do is lag
I'm steppin' on niggas like they was a mat
I blew it already, put it in the trash
I'm Sippin' on lean, I might just crash
G2 with beam, play laser tag
I ain't even really made it yet
Go out sad, no, I can't do that
Gettin' guap, know I made 'em mad, aye
Aye, go
I'ma set this shit off
I'ma set this shit off
I'ma set this shit off
I'm ballin' hard without a damn ball
I'ma set this shit off
I'ma set this shit off
Ballin' hard like I was in Utah
Smokin' gas, and it makin' me tall
Bankrolls, I put 'em up in my draws
Can't cuff you 'cause I saw all the flaws
I nailed this bitch like I grew some claws
My niggas been red like they Santa Claus
I cut this bitch off like I was a saw
And I got some niggas that's from the North