Lyrics On Go - Trizzy

Aye, gotta bitch so bad she hopping up in it
SRT with the windows tinted
Glock in my lap thinking should I spin it?
Buying these things don't care if I spend it

On Go
Uh huh, yeah yeah
On go
Uh uh

Aye, yeah Brodie locked up them charges still pending
Gotta cut off my problems, like how I'm still living?
Tryna push it away but this shit be tempting
Like fuck it we ball is the life I'm living

On Go
Yeah, yeah
On Go
Uh uh

Aye, we pushing this whip too fast
Like 12 getting on our ass
How long you think this gon' last?
Gotta Drac' gotta Glock in a bag

Aye don't stop we going right passed
Ain't gonna let this be our last
He shooting first then we shooting right back
Brodie gon' floor it, his foot on the gas

Chop chop whip it up I'm in the kitchen
Why the fuck she keep talking, lil bitch I ain't listen
Stay up in my phone like bitch why you tripping?
I'm getting this cake, I'm getting this chicken

I'm floating I'm gone in another dimension
This pack like a patty the money I'm flipping
I fucked up my body what's wrong with my kidney
Drank too much, drank too much, yeah I drank plenty

Damn, I'm like too gone
Aye just take me away
All them fools mad they can't run with my pace, now they shawty's come sliding the very next day

By the bay it's perfect weather but Trizzy stuck in the desert
That bitch tryna come with me
And her friends they come together

Aye, gotta bitch so bad she hopping up in it
SRT with the windows tinted
Glock in my lap thinking should I spin it?
Buying these things don't care if I spend it

On Go
Uh huh, yeah yeah
On go
Uh uh

Aye, yeah Brodie locked up them charges still pending
Gotta cut off my problems, like how I'm still living?
Tryna push it away but this shit be tempting
Like fuck it we ball is the life I'm living

On Go
Yeah, yeah
On Go
Uh uh