That Go! (feat. T-Shyne)

Ayy, Yung, boy, he got that talent
 Yo, Nick Papz, make it slap
 Yeah, this 20 a pill
 Ran up a check, get this Patek baguette, he made 20 more mill'
 Drop on the opp and then jump on the chopper and go to the Hills
 My youngin' go Call of Duty with that chopper and he wanna kill
 Yeah, shitted on a nigga, did it on purpose
 I tell my other bitch, "Go with my other bitch"
 Just to get my other bitch a new Birkin
 Pretty white toes, pussy was perfect
 Fuck in the back of the 'Bach with the curtains
 Fuck from the back and this bitch started squirtin'
 No, you didn't get this shit on my Persian
 Ooh, go get this bitch some new purses, cool
 I swipe my card, don't feel it
 She had a lame, she healin'
 Now she on a plane, she chillin'
 And she post a pic on the 'Gram, you feel it?
 I know that nigga wanna kill her
 'Cause she in a villa, going HAM with Tequila
 Made it my plan to get richer, I pull up
 I jump out the Lamb', me and Jigga, woah
 Woah, this that go shit (yeah)
 Lil' bitch tryna act smart with me, but she don't know shit (yeah)
 7-Eleven, I bought all the Backwoods, sodas, and Trojans (and Trojans)
 It's like 500 bitches at the crib but we still lettin' more in (yeah, more in)
 Woah, this that go shit (that go shit)
 This that stunt on them niggas might put two watches on both wrists (let's go)
 My trap boomin', these niggas out here ain't havin' no motion (no motion)
 Back in the day we was hoppin' in whips and ridin' it stolen (stolen, skrrt)
 Rolls-Royce truck with the freak of the week
 Chasin' the dreams, I'ma pass her to Meek (to Meek)
 Nigga, I'm a wolf can't hang with the sheep (can't hang with the sheep)
 Water on my neck, bought my chain at the beach (let's go)
 Pull up to your block with a motherfuckin' thotty (let's go)
 Every nigga with me down to go and catch a body (okay)
 Young nigga trapping out a hotel lobby (okay)
 Wipe a nigga nose like that motherfucker snotty
 I'm in the trap with a thick bitch
 Yeah, I used to hustle, had to risk it (yeah)
 Most you niggas fried like a fish stick
 If he a snitch, can't kick it
 I'm with the gang and we deep
 Just like a dog, put a nigga to sleep
 Bad lil' bitch trying to see me on the sneak
 No TLC, but a nigga got to creep (woo)
 Shoot it like JJ (JJ)
 Spin a nigga block like a Beyblade
 If I hit the block that's a payday
 Hurricane AP, A Bay Bay (A Bay Bay)
 Made it my plan to get richer, I pull up
 I jump out the Lamb', me and Thugger (slime)
 Can't leave the crib with no cutter
 Feel like Ving Rhames, it's guns and butter
 Woah, this that go shit (yeah)
 Lil' bitch tryna act smart with me, but she don't know shit (yeah)
 7-Eleven, I bought all the Backwoods, sodas, and Trojans (and Trojans)
 It's like 500 bitches at the crib but we still lettin' more in (yeah, more in)
 Woah, this that go shit (that go shit)
 This that stunt on them niggas might put two watches on both wrists (let's go)
 My trap boomin', these niggas out here ain't havin' no motion (no motion)
 Back in the day we was hoppin' in whips and ridin' it stolen (stolen, skrrt)
 Abracadabra, my bitch way badder
 My wrist out the motherfuckin' batter (slatt)
 Fish parquet I snuck on the face
 Green diamonds, I fucked up my bladder (yeah)
 Motherfuck a trend
 I been with my kids in the spot 'cause family matter (on God)
 Everything else you speakin' about
 Might get your ass whooped like a paddle (slatt)
 Yeah, yeah, fishscale, no scale, weigh it up (Weigh it up)
 I spent 20 mil' (what?) on a crib, pay it up (pay it up)
 In Dubai but the bitch from Israel
 Call my phone, you fine as hell
 In designer but I will kill
 You done speaked to informants, I can tell
 Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (yeah)
 My bitch wrist clean
 I flex, don't bend, I am the king (the king)
 Hundred bands can clean up the scene (on God)
 Had your wife and you thought it was a dream
 Nigga kicked through that door with the bling
 I took off in a foreign machine (sex)
 Woah, this that go shit (yeah)
 Lil' bitch tryna act smart with me, but she don't know shit (yeah)
 7-Eleven, I bought all the Backwoods, sodas, and Trojans (yeah)
 It's like 500 bitches at the crib, but we still lettin' more in
 Woah, this that go shit (that go shit)
 This that stunt on them niggas might put two watches on both wrists (let's go)
 My trap boomin' these niggas out here ain't havin' no motion (No motion)
 Back in the day we was hoppin' in whips and ridin' it stolen (skrrt)
 Big racks, spendin' big racks, that's big business (big business)
 Pull up to the club with a pole on me
 Niggas thinkin' I'd been fishin' (been fishin')
 Find me on a yacht full of bad-ass bitches like, "Hoe, I'm big pimpin" (big pimpin')