On Go

Boy it's too late to hell with you and them games you played F*ck out my face I ain't giving the time of day This shit so lame can't believe I fell for the games But that's ok you gone feel me anyway Boy it's too late to hell with you and them games you played F*ck out my face I ain't giving the time of day This shit so lame can't believe I fell for the games But that's ok you gone feel me anyway You gone feel me anyway When His hands all on my hips, buss down wrapped 'round my waist And I know you gone ride by my place See that Mercedes AMG GT in my driveway You gone feel me anyway Doing shit just for the fame Nobody really knows your name Riding 'round just catching plays Shotgun with my other bae Nasty and he love my frame Boy it's too late to hell with you and them games you played F*ck out my face I ain't giving the time of day This shit so lame can't believe I fell for the games But that's ok you gone feel me anyway Boy it's too late to hell with you and them games you played F*ck out my face I ain't giving the time of day This shit so lame can't believe I fell for the games But that's ok you gone feel me anyway I've done wrong, I resent that Hard so cold, filled with get back Wrist on froze, yeah he did that I'm on go you cant stop that I've done wrong, I resent that Hard so cold, filled with get back Wrist on froze, yeah he did that I'm on go you cant stop that