That Go! (feat. T-Shyne)

制作人 : Nick Papz/Yung Talent

(Ayy, Yung, boy, he got that talent)

(Yo, Nick Papz, make it slap)

Yeah, this 20 a pill, ran up a check

This Patek baguetty, made twenty more mil'

Drop on the opp, got the drum on the chopper and go to the Hills

My youngin on Call of Duty with that chopper and he wanna kill

Yeah, shitted on a nigga, did it on purpose

I tell my other *****, "Go with my other *****"

I take my other ***** a new Birkin

Pretty white toes, ***** was perfect

**** in the back, in the Bach with the curtains

**** from the back, and this ***** started ******in'

No, you didn't get this shit on my Persian

Ooh, go get this ***** a new Presi', cool

I drive my car, how I'm feelin'? She outta lane, she healin'

Now she on a plane, she chillin' and she post a pic on the 'Gram, you feel it?

I know that nigga wanna kill it 'cause she in a villa, go handle Tequila

Made it my plan to get richer, I pull up, I jump out the Lamb', me and Jigga, woah

Woah, this that go shit (Yeah)

Lil' ***** tryna act smart with me, but she don't know shit (Yeah)

7-Eleven, I bought all the Backwoods, sodas and Trojans (Yeah)

It's like five hundred ******* at the crib, but we still lettin' more in

{Woah}, this that go shit (That go shit)

This that stunt on them niggas, might put two watches on both wrists (Let's go)

My trap boomin', these niggas out here ain't havin' no motion (No motion)

Back in the day we was hoppin' in whips and ridin' it stolen (Skrrt)

Rolls-Royce truck with the freak of the week

Chasin' the dreams, I'ma pass her to Meek

Nigga, I'm a wolf, can't hang with the sheep

Water on my neck, wear my chain at the beach

Pull up to your block with a mother****in' thotty

Every nigga with me down to go and catch a body

Y'all niggas trappin' out the hotel lobby

Wipe you niggas nose like that mother****er snotty

I'm in the trap with a thick *****

Yeah, I used to hustle, had to risk it

Most you niggas fried like a fishstick

If he a snitch, can't kick it

I'm with the gang and we deep

Just like a dog, put a nigga to sleep

Bad lil' ***** try to send me on the sneak

No TLC, but a nigga gotta creep

Shoot it like JJ (JJ), spin a nigga block like Beyblade

If I hit the block that's a payday, hurricane AP, A Bay Bay

Made it my plan to get richer, I pull up, I jump out the Lamb', me and Thugger (Slime)

Killin' the crib with no cutter, feelin' like Ving Rhames, it's guns and butter

{Woah}, this that go shit (Yeah)

Lil' ***** tryna act smart with me, but she don't know shit (Yeah)

7-Eleven, I bought all the Backwoods, sodas and Trojans (Yeah)

It's like five hundred ******* at the crib, but we still lettin' more in

{Woah}, this that go shit (That go shit)

This that stunt on them niggas, might put two watches on both wrists (Let's go)

My trap boomin', these niggas out here ain't havin' no motion (No motion)

Back in the day we was hoppin' in whips and ridin' it stolen (Skrrt)

Abracadabra, my ***** way badder, my wrist out the mother****in' batter (Slatt)

Fish parquet, I smoke on her face, green diamonds, I ****ed up my bladder (Yeah)

Mother**** a trend, I been with my kids in the spot 'cause family matter (On God)

Everything else you speakin' about, might get your ass whooped like a paddle (Slatt)

Yeah, fishscale, no scale, weigh it up

I spent twenty mil' on a crib, pay it up

In Dubai but the ***** from Israel

Call my phone, you fine as hell

In designer, but I will kill

You done sipped you a pharmacy, I can tell, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Yeah)

My *****, wrist clean, I flex, don't bend, I am the king (The king)

Hundred bands can clean up the scene (On God)

Had your wife and you thought it was a dream

Nigga kicked through the door with the bling

I took off in a foreign machine (Sex)

{Woah}, this that go shit (Yeah)

Lil' ***** tryna act smart with me, but she don't know shit (Yeah)

7-Eleven, I bought all the Backwoods, sodas and Trojans (Yeah)

It's like five hundred ******* at the crib, but we still lettin' more in

{Woah}, this that go shit (That go shit)

This that stunt on them niggas, might put two watches on both wrists (Let's go)

My trap boomin', these niggas out here ain't havin' no motion (No motion)

Back in the day we was hoppin' in whips and ridin' it stolen (Skrrt)

Big racks, spendin' big racks, that's big business

Pull up to the club with a pole on me, niggas thinkin' I been fishin'

Find me on a yacht full of bad-ass ******* like, "Ho, I'm really pimpin'"

音频助理 : Jonathan Bailey

录音工程师 : A.'Bainz' Bains/Anthony Cruz/Aresh Banaji/Slice/Travis ViKo Blake

母带工程师 : Joe LaPorta