Текст песни Go - 3ohblack

Look at my bank account,
It's like a half a milli' in that
Bitch, so what I'm 'bout to do? (Blow)
They say a nigga like me wouldn't make it
Out, I kicked them doors down, kung-fu (Wah)
I got the same niggas with me,
We gang-gang and we stuck together like glue (Gang, gang)
I feel like Mick when I call my lil' bitch,
When it's ringin', I know she 'bout to fall through (Brr)
And on my mama birthday,
She wan' hop on a jet, we gon' go wherever she wan' go
I was in Boogie basement thinkin' 'bout
The studio and somethin' told a nigga go
And I lost one of my grandmamas,
I got one grandmama left, she got to see me blow (Blow)
She ain't got worry 'bout me no more,
Told me watch thesе bitches 'cause she know thеy try and go (3Oh)

I remember they was sleepin' on me,
Now it's time for Hollywood to gimme a star (Gimme my star)
I remember ridin' public transportation,
Now I'm pullin' up in multiple cars (Skrrt)
I go to war for my brothers, I whooped a nigga,
Tried to jump me, got stuck with a scar (Scar, shit)
I used to be the brokest nigga in the
Trenches, they ain't think I'd make it this far (Ha)
I told my homies just stick by my side,
When I get there, blow cheese, we gon' go up (Go up)
I told the opp to just pull up,
Let's get this shit over with, he ain't even show up (These— These—)
These niggas all talk,
They do that shit for attention
But stay out my mentions (I le— I le—)
I let my dawg talk (Grrah),
He a rap nigga, eliminate the competition (Bop, bop)
And my new crib, it got a private elevator,
Bitches can't even get on my floor (Can't even get on it)
And I don't feel like stoppin' at the bank
Today, so I do 50,000 in the drawer (Drawer)
They say I couldn't do it, I did it (I did it)
She used to bullshit on a nigga,
Now I got a bag so she want me hit it (3Oh)

Look at my bank account,
It's like a half a milli' in that
Bitch, so what I'm 'bout to do? (Blow)
They say a nigga like me wouldn't make it
Out, I kicked them doors down, kung-fu (Wah)
I got the same niggas with me,
We gang-gang and we stuck together like glue (Gang, gang)
I feel like Mick when I call my lil' bitch,
When it's ringin', I know she 'bout to fall through (Brr)
And on my mama birthday,
She wan' hop on a jet, we gon' go wherever she wan' go
I was in Boogie basement thinkin' 'bout
The studio and somethin' told a nigga go
And I lost one of my grandmamas,
I got one grandmama left, she got to see me blow (Blow)
She ain't got worry 'bout me no more,
Told me watch these bitches 'cause she know they try and go (3Oh)

I remember sleepin' right on the cot (I
Remember), now I pay 20,000 for the watch (Audemars)
I'm with my white homies, we drinkin' scotch (Gang),
I take your bitch, let her dock on the yacht (Blow)
Fuck a outfit, 'bout to buy me a store,
Gave me a milli', now gimme some more
And these promoters tryna gimme bottles,
I don't want the bottles, gimme all the dough (Gimme all the dough)
I seen my partner get stabbed in his neck (Grrah),
I started hittin', they hittin' the deck (Grrah)
I heard you snitchin', now what's up with that?
(Rah) I'm like Fat Trel, got respect with this TEC (Respect)
I got respect without the shit, too (Respect),
I can fight, but I'd rather just shoot (Bow)
I'm on Insta lookin' for somethin' new (Hm),
I had a check before the check was blue (Ha)
Shawty, don't check for me 'less you got checks
For me, bitch, I'm like 21 without the knife (21, 21)
I bagged that bitch, write a story,
She told me she married,
I guess I'm fuckin' on his wife (Not my problem)
Play with my sisters, you play with my granny,
You play with Lisa, then I'm endin' your life (Bow)
And my new cougar bitch,
She tryna pull up on me 'cause her
Nigga ain't hittin' it right (Damn)

Look at my bank account,
It's like a half a milli' in that
Bitch, so what I'm 'bout to do? (Blow)
They say a nigga like me wouldn't make it
Out, I kicked them doors down, kung-fu (Wah)
I got the same niggas with me,
We gang-gang and we stuck together like glue (Gang, gang)
I feel like Mick when I call my lil' bitch,
When it's ringin', I know she 'bout to fall through (Brr)
And on my mama birthday,
She wan' hop on a jet, we gon' go wherever she wan' go
I was in Boogie basement thinkin' 'bout
The studio and somethin' told a nigga go
And I lost one of my grandmamas,
I got one grandmama left, she got to see me blow (Blow)
She ain't got worry 'bout me no more,
Told me watch these bitches 'cause she know they try and go (3Oh)