paroles de chanson Let's Go - MelloZee

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Aye, turn this mother fucka' up mane
Fucking on models and models, yeah

Ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy
Ayy, hear me out

I'm sippin' on bottles and bottles
Fuckin' on models and models
Hop in that Vette', hit the thottle
I'm lit, I don't need me a follow
I'm toting the Drac in the Tahoe
Spend me a check, I ain't worried about barcodes
Hop in the jet, I don't care how far I go
Buy new Dior like I'm fuckin' with Pacoo
Bag full of money, ain't workin' at Costco

Let's go
Pimpin' these bitches, they fuckin' with niggas
Ice on my wrist, somebody take me a picture
I fucked on that bitch, I ain't think I can hit her
Sheets and the funnel, I ain't fuckin' with swishers
Fly out the city, I bag me some bitches
I ball out the park, I ain't buy me no tickets
I pop up with shit like I play for the Wizards

My brothers so slimy, we call him a lizard
I bought me 3 cars, they ain't think, but I did it
Ballin' too hard, I can't come off my pivot
Motion man, I'm out here runnin' the city
I called up my brother, I ain't think he could hear me
The charger too loud, I been drivin' a Hemi
Swervin' this bitch, I been drinkin' some Henny
Sippin' this drink, I ain't think they can feel me
Let's go

They see that I'm poppin', they make me the topic
They talkin' they shit, they ain't havin' no logic
Can't hop in the G if I don't got a lock
My ex really played me, she played with my heart
That shit made me better, cause now I'm on top
Blue and the green, I'ma cop me a watch
Sight and a beam, I'ma cop me a Glock

Niggas trying pocket watch
Mello got too much sauce
Mello got rocks on rocks,
Mello got two new Glocks
Mello got cheese and guap
Mello with a AP watch
Mello with GG socks
My baby with CC locks
Standin' on top of these niggas, I'm here with the VVs out
These niggas gon' watch they mouth

I'm sippin' on bottles and bottles
Fuckin' on models and models
Hop in that Vette', hit the thottle
I'm lit, I don't need me a follow
I'm toting the Drac in the Tahoe
Spend me a check, I ain't worried about barcodes
Hop in the jet, I don't care how far I go
Buy new Dior like I'm fuckin' with Pacoo
Bag full of money, ain't workin' at Costco
Let's go
Pimpin' these bitches, they fuckin' with niggas
Ice on my wrist, somebody take me a picture
I fucked on that bitch, I ain't think I can hit her
Sheets and the funnel, I ain't fuckin' with swishers
Fly out the city, I bag me some bitches
I ball out the park, I ain't buy me no tickets
I pop up with shit like I play for the Wizards