Lyrics: Conor Matthews/Kelby Williams/Evan Gartner/Jae Green
Music: Conor Matthews/Kelby Williams/Evan Gartner/Jae Green
We go, we go
For real
Let's go
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
She a freak, let me tell you how I met this cool bitch
From the city and she litty
Said she was freaky 'cause she bought the cool whip
Vacay, we took two trips
Had to postpone, got a boob lift
Only thing I don't like is how her whole mood switched
Spent ten racks on cool kicks
She a cool bitch (She a cool bitch)
I do what I want (I do what I want)
I'm smokin' on runtz, I'm drivin' a foreign, my truck in the front (My truck in the front)
She drinkin' moscato right out of the bottle, I'm smokin' a blunt (I'm smokin' on what?)
That Gucci and Louie and Fendi my jacket 'cause I like to flaunt ('Cause I like to flaunt, for real)
I'm a big steppΠ΅r (Big stepper)
Windows tinted so you can't see mΠ΅ (Can't see me)
He can't rap, so he can't be me
I'm dripping water, like a damn Fiji (For real)
Now she see me on the damn TV
Would've thought I'd spend my advance easy
Amiri denim, so my pants easy
I'ma take a picture so my 'Gram see me, for real
We go (We go, we go)
Seven nights in the casino (For real)
Twenty-thousand, a gazebo (Let's go)
Take the lead [?] to Rio (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Me and my amigos (Ayy)
You know we go (We go, we go)
Shawty blow me, like a pre-roll (For real)
Cutting lines, like she an emo (Ayy)
[?] (Ayy, ayy)
Me and my amigos, we go (Ayy)
Von Dutch on my trucker (My trucker)
[?] on the highway, I'm a Bentley driver, mother****er
She's so bad, she got class, I might just hit without a rubber (For real)
But that don't mean that I love her (Facts)
There's a good chance I won't cuff her
I clean her system, like a plumber, goddamn (Goddamn, goddamn)
I could write a whole book and tell you how to get money (How to get money)
I could take you downtown, take you to the club, show you how to get honey (For real)
I could show you how to take risks, like flippin' shit with the rent money, I been funny
Moved to the west coast, nigga, and it's been sunny, goddamn
We go (We go, we go)
Seven nights in the casino (For real)
Twenty-thousand, a gazebo (Let's go)
Take the lead [?] to Rio (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Me and my amigos (Ayy)
You know we go (We go, we go)
Shawty blow me, like a pre-roll (For real)
Cutting lines, like she an emo (Ayy)
[?] (Ayy, ayy)
Me and my amigos, we go (Ayy)