GO by YDG Tre Lyrics
Verse 1 (4x4 Quann)
Me Tre Mikey Shooting 3s
You Know How we Bleed
The Opps Took Are Homies They Going Pay For That
We Been counting racks hit them wit a baseball bat
I always that got teck. hit them in the neck feel like Ray Lewis QB Sack
The opps not coming back
I'm ten toes down soldier cooking up like French toster
Mikey Going Crazy Like Durkio They Say Quann Hit The EuroStep Like Ginobill Tho TRE Hit Clutchs Shots Like Kobe Tho
My Boy Meshach Was A GOAT why the opps took my bro
But im done with the mic tho so imma pass to MikeIO
Verse 2 (AyoMike)
Run up the beats, run up the rhymes
I rep otf , I'll say it 3 times
Hop onna mic, wit quan and tre
We juss spaze, and scare em away
We up next , cuzz we da shit
We up next, cuzz we real lit
We up next , to take ya bitch
We up next, to lick her tit
Mikey, tre , quan, up next
Jewelry, diamonds, merch, we blessed
Girls, fans, people, we catch
Beats, bars, raps, dispatch
Mikey, out, of, the question
Hate, and, learn, ya lesson
Mikey , off, of, the beat
Tre , gonna, spaze, like heat
Imma real ass nigga, gotta chase the bag today/
If a nigga want some smoke, my Lor bro got the K/
Keep the fire on me, boy what the hell u think/
Pull up on your bitch, get her wetter than a sink/
Verse 3 (YDG Tre)
Shout out To My niggas/
I might pull up in a coupe/
I defy the odds, pussy boy stay on mute/
I don’t even need to shoot/
I be right you niggas acute/
Running the beat I’m in pursuit/
All the shit talk I reduced/
Shorty blow me like a flute/
All you niggas is some flukes/
A dog like Snoop so what it be/
I dodge this thots like my name is Puig/
Don’t like it you can go and flee/
Make em say uhh like Master P/
Beats be krispy, I’m about the cream/
Me and my niggas, we chasing dreams/
Don’t get in between, shit get mean/
When we chasing the green, me and my team/
Joe with the flow it’s in my genes/
Getting the gold, it’s what I need/
Everyone knows, we do the most/
So we just boast, to let you know/
Go....
Tre Mikey Quann
YDG OTF 4x4
Me Tre Mikey Shooting 3s
You Know How we Bleed
The Opps Took Are Homies They Going Pay For That
We Been counting racks hit them wit a baseball bat
I always that got teck. hit them in the neck feel like Ray Lewis QB Sack
The opps not coming back
I'm ten toes down soldier cooking up like French toster
Mikey Going Crazy Like Durkio They Say Quann Hit The EuroStep Like Ginobill Tho TRE Hit Clutchs Shots Like Kobe Tho
My Boy Meshach Was A GOAT why the opps took my bro
But im done with the mic tho so imma pass to MikeIO
Verse 2 (AyoMike)
Run up the beats, run up the rhymes
I rep otf , I'll say it 3 times
Hop onna mic, wit quan and tre
We juss spaze, and scare em away
We up next , cuzz we da shit
We up next, cuzz we real lit
We up next , to take ya bitch
We up next, to lick her tit
Mikey, tre , quan, up next
Jewelry, diamonds, merch, we blessed
Girls, fans, people, we catch
Beats, bars, raps, dispatch
Mikey, out, of, the question
Hate, and, learn, ya lesson
Mikey , off, of, the beat
Tre , gonna, spaze, like heat
Imma real ass nigga, gotta chase the bag today/
If a nigga want some smoke, my Lor bro got the K/
Keep the fire on me, boy what the hell u think/
Pull up on your bitch, get her wetter than a sink/
Verse 3 (YDG Tre)
Shout out To My niggas/
I might pull up in a coupe/
I defy the odds, pussy boy stay on mute/
I don’t even need to shoot/
I be right you niggas acute/
Running the beat I’m in pursuit/
All the shit talk I reduced/
Shorty blow me like a flute/
All you niggas is some flukes/
A dog like Snoop so what it be/
I dodge this thots like my name is Puig/
Don’t like it you can go and flee/
Make em say uhh like Master P/
Beats be krispy, I’m about the cream/
Me and my niggas, we chasing dreams/
Don’t get in between, shit get mean/
When we chasing the green, me and my team/
Joe with the flow it’s in my genes/
Getting the gold, it’s what I need/
Everyone knows, we do the most/
So we just boast, to let you know/
Go....
Tre Mikey Quann
YDG OTF 4x4