Текст песни Go - SAM
Yeah!
Yeah!
(Goooo)
Yeah!
Yea!!!!!!
Yea!
Yea!
YL
Baby
(Gooooo!)
Let
me
in
the
game
coach
You
know
the
can't
guard
me
& I
go
track
for
track
So
tell
them
boys
don't
start
me
Aye
Jb
pass
the
grabba
leaf
I'm
bout
to
roll
up
some
Marley's
He
said
that
he
gone
ride
Like
a
Harley;
Nigga
hardly
We're
not
tied
in
So
I
won't
cap
I'm
sorry
Why
she
keep
shaking
that
shit
For
YL
in
the
party?
She
the
type
of
chick
To
have
a
youngin
on
Maury
They
looking
for
YL
But
they
can't
find
me
Like
Dory
I
might
be
out
in
Trinidad
Eating
phlourie
They
left
his
face
smushed
Up
on
the
ground
It
was
gory
My
youngin
not
thinking
straight
He
wanna
cop
him
a
40
(Hell
naw
young
you
tripping)
Can
you
switch
the
topic
& Stop
the
capping
in
your
raps
Niggas
think
they
on
shit
But
whole
time
they
on
dick
(daaaaak)
2512
Worldwide
I
put
it
on
my
back
He
be
in
that
charger
But
flexing
like
it's
a
scat
I
feel
like
Ray
Lewis
I
gotta
go
a
chase
a
sack
& Ima
keep
going
hard
Until
I'm
posted
on
the
map
YL
keep
rolling
Until
the
wheels
go
flat
I
been
a
team
player
But
these
niggas
all
jack
& When
I'm
rolling
up
You
bet
not
touch
my
pack
I
got
vet
lungs
You
take
a
puff
you
gone
collapse
I
need
to
cut
ties
But
I
might
double
back
(Yeah!
It's
YL
Baby)
If
I
double
back
You
know
that
shit
ain't
bout
nothing
She
said
get
her
some
liquor
But
I'm
not
Mclovin
You
said
you
sip
Wok
But
I
know
it's
Robitussin
(Gooo)
YL
never
die
L's
2512
YL
Baby
(Ugh
Ugh)Yeah!
1 Mistake
2 Never Tell a Soul
3 Window Pain
4 Go
5 Ghost
6 Everything
7 You Dont Know (For Them)
8 Put in Mercedes
9 Outro
10 Forevarmore
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