go (feat. Deathgoesby)

Oh my god Who the f*ck is this little Fiji dude Word to my mother let's go Lets go lets go Giddy up giddy up giddy up go I could be broke all I need is a phone I be wherever don't ask where I'm from Call me whatever but can't call me broke I make shit known like a megaphone Pistol get horny it blow like a saxophone This is some shit you were never on I know some shit keep it low like prone only a 4 for the week gonna have me go insane 200 the dash the choppa the same I'm faded and booted up it's insane She cannot talk to me until I'm paid I'm booted up geeked up on a weekday Me and my troopers are slidin' like D-Day She cannot touch me unless it's a three-way i just made me a few thou in my pjs