Go

Ay, yo Smooth. Drop the beat

Okay, I produce this track

Watch this abortion as I kill this ratch

I get get cheese, and them know that

And if you know me, you know him no rat

Never that

I be stackin' money while you stackin' problems

Got a lot of broads numbers, but I never call 'em

White girls are my favorite cuz when I blaze it, they say I'm F-in' awesome

I'm only gettin' better and you for tha blossom

Bitches forever gettin' wetter and 'm only talkin'

Say a couple words, soak 'em up

Ev'rything I say real talk, soak it up

If you break it down, we gone smoke it up

All aboard the elevator. Whre we goin'? Goin' up

Talkin' money for a show, then we showin' up

And we might leave wit 10 bitches, knowin' us

(Go. Yeahh)

Ayy, J.R., Are we ever gone stop?

Naw, we gone go. We gone go

Ayy, Smooth, Are we ever gone stop?

Naw, we gone go. We gone go

Ayy, J.R., Are we ever gone stop?

Naw, we gone go. We gone go

Ayy, Smooth, Are we ever gone stop?

Naw, we gone go. We gone go

Ay. First verse

I got a little cocky

Shit, I can do that when gettin' money my only hobby

Ay, I be ridin' on the Mishani like er'body

Wit a bad mommy, niggas be jockin' her curve body

You messin wit us, but we messin wit er'body

Y'all just a soft imatation. We the hard copy

So copy us. Ain't no stoppin' us

We ain't no muthafuckin' pizza, ain't no toppin' us

Er'body know my niggas got a lot of banks

So we keep a eye out for niggas tryna plot on us

Not on us. Cain't let it happen

We can get like dry lips, and get it crackin'

Ayy, I just wanna go and keep my paper stackin'

Er'ything I do real. I ain't with the actin'

Keep it 100, cuz I said so

And I ain't ran into no bitch that ever said no

(Go)

Ayy, J.R., Are we ever gone stop?

Naw, we gone go. We gone go

Ayy, Smooth, Are we ever gone stop?

Naw, we gone go. We gone go

Ayy, J.R., Are we ever gone stop?

Naw, we gone go. We gone go

Ayy, Smooth, Are we ever gone stop?

Naw, we gone go. We gone go

I am on the G-O

Life first Garret from steerin' the speedboat

Mean on the beat, Tyrone and D-Bo

Cuz me and Smooth get things just for the people

Whole lot of love

Whole lot of femails, wit details

I'll reach the top like a steeple

My flow limpin', you can almost feel me

You know J.R., but you don't know the real me

Ha, but I'm still gonna get it in

I'ma whip the Benz, even if the light red

Burn rubber down the block, til they pop like whiteheads

And I run the street with a chick and some nice legs

Tattoos, my shit, cuz I got some new inks

Zone like 2, 3. Cash comin' to me

Who me? Yeah, you

Third on the verse

Me and Smooth go and always come first like

(Go)

Ayy, J.R., Are we ever gone stop?

Naw, we gone go. We gone go

Ayy, Smooth, Are we ever gone stop?

Naw, we gone go. We gone go

Ayy, J.R., Are we ever gone stop?

Naw, we gone go. We gone go

Ayy, Smooth, Are we ever gone stop?

Naw, we gone go. We gone go