Got to go by King Cult boyboujee Lyrics
I ain't really with the talkin gotta show you what it do
Got a shooter who be robbin just so he could get some foot
He be roamin for the loot
I know he can't really choose
Movin bricks just ti put his kid to school
In my zone with the slatts outside
If you ain't ridin please dont waste my time
Im in my head think i i got to go
Smokin on some just so i could make the paint go
20 racks for a bitch now she on the floor
I got hoes on the line askin for the blow
What you want i got everythin right in the store
2020 not to stevie boy you got to go
Gotta go gotta go gotta go
Bakin soda fith the four got me in my zone
I been ridin with some hoes yea i shoulda known, got my 23s out the door time for me to go
Have you ever had a drean in a dream where you can't really feel a thing and everythin ain't what it seems
Suns in the sky but i can't see the light
Got shooters in the v and i know they boutta slide
Cases on cases from places to faces they got me on lock and i know thats on me
Smokin on gaze boy i need me some space please dont talk when i say henny dropa on my jeans
I get to the bag then i flea out the scene
I know me somethings thatl put you to sleep
I praise on the lord so i got me some chains just like pope franciey
Boasimioli
In the city full of fiends
Its a city full pf dreams
In the city full of dreams
Everythin ain't what it seems
Got a shooter who be robbin just so he could get some foot
He be roamin for the loot
I know he can't really choose
Movin bricks just ti put his kid to school
In my zone with the slatts outside
If you ain't ridin please dont waste my time
Im in my head think i i got to go
Smokin on some just so i could make the paint go
20 racks for a bitch now she on the floor
I got hoes on the line askin for the blow
What you want i got everythin right in the store
2020 not to stevie boy you got to go
Gotta go gotta go gotta go
Bakin soda fith the four got me in my zone
I been ridin with some hoes yea i shoulda known, got my 23s out the door time for me to go
Have you ever had a drean in a dream where you can't really feel a thing and everythin ain't what it seems
Suns in the sky but i can't see the light
Got shooters in the v and i know they boutta slide
Cases on cases from places to faces they got me on lock and i know thats on me
Smokin on gaze boy i need me some space please dont talk when i say henny dropa on my jeans
I get to the bag then i flea out the scene
I know me somethings thatl put you to sleep
I praise on the lord so i got me some chains just like pope franciey
Boasimioli
In the city full of fiends
Its a city full pf dreams
In the city full of dreams
Everythin ain't what it seems