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[intro: esco]
homicide boys sh-t man, y’all know what the f-ck it is man
yeah, ayy goon, ayy goon, ayy reekk, ayy chapo

[chorus: esco & goonew]
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go
i got the drop, n-gg- we gotta go
three knocks then we kickin’ that door
sweet lick, n-gg- f-ck it, let’s go
gettin’ dough but i need me some more
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go
chef curry with the shot, i’ma score
whippin’ straight drop so i lost about four
run in your trap, n-gg- get on that floor
gettin’ money, f-ck your b-tch then i go
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go

[verse 1: esco]
just copped me a diddy bop, ’bout to milly rock
sixteen zips and they came in the ziploc
your b-tch eat the d-ck up, she wearin’ that lipgloss
seven-six-twos make ’em jump like kris kross
hundred bands, say ugh n-gg-, rick ross
f-ckin’ your b-tch off the percs, i don’t get soft
beefin’ ’bout her, tell that lil’ boy to get lost
gucci scarf, gucci belt, gucci flip-flops
it’s not a rollie, why the f-ck that b-tch tick tock?
chopper take back your head like a tee top
trappin’ all day in the snow or the raindrop
antidepressants, they makin’ the pain stop
gettin’ this money n-gg-, and i can’t stop
hollow tips and they rip through your tank top
blood stains on the wall like a paint job
cheech on the beat so you know that b-tch crank hard

[chorus: esco & goonew]
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go
i got the drop, n-gg- we gotta go
three knocks then we kickin’ that door
sweet lick, n-gg- f-ck it, let’s go
gettin’ dough but i need me some more
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go
chef curry with the shot, i’ma score
whippin’ straight drop so i lost about four
run in your trap, n-gg- get on that floor
gettin’ money, f-ck your b-tch then i go
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go

[verse 2: money reekk]
i get that work, gotta go
movin’ diddy, i swear sh-t never slow
pourin’ up lines, boy i sip by the four
in the trap whippin’ up like a chef on the stove
if i call up goon, it’s a murder she wrote
get that gas fast, got supreme on me though
movin’ whole things, get the drop from the boat (go, go)
i got ounces of gas and it’s goin’ for the low
five bands on me, posted up at the store
got a k by the door and chopstick on the floor
dirt cheap, get that bag for the low
auntie in the back and she testin’ the blow
ho empty yourself and get the dough
glock-23 and that b-tch came with the pole
gettin’ p’s, i remember i started with o’s

[chorus: esco & goonew]
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go
i got the drop, n-gg- we gotta go
three knocks then we kickin’ that door
sweet lick, n-gg- f-ck it, let’s go
gettin’ dough but i need me some more
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go
chef curry with the shot, i’ma score
whippin’ straight drop so i lost about four
run in your trap, n-gg- get on that floor
gettin’ money, f-ck your b-tch then i go
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go

[verse 3: goonew]
i’m goonrich so i f-ck up the bowl
i got a bad b-tch and she twerk on the pole
eighty in the cut and it shoot with the pole
junkies they come and they break down the door (hey junkie)
finessed and remixed for a four
i hop out the benzo and score
i got the ar with the scope
i got a bad b-tch, pretty toes
shoot for cheecho, let it blow
i’m from the creek n-gg-, the hole
drinkin’ on wockhardt, pour a four
you sippin’ on bel-air, you broke
f-ckin’ your b-tch, my main ho
whippin’ up bird, these cracker dope
catch me a body then i score
sippin’ on hi-tech, that’s that dope

[chorus: esco & goonew]
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go
i got the drop, n-gg- we gotta go
three knocks then we kickin’ that door
sweet lick, n-gg- f-ck it, let’s go
gettin’ dough but i need me some more
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go
chef curry with the shot, i’ma score
whippin’ straight drop so i lost about four
run in your trap, n-gg- get on that floor
gettin’ money, f-ck your b-tch then i go
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go

[verse 4: cell chapo]
my money in bundles like your b-tch weave
i’m in the foreign racin’, need for speed
pull up curb serves, i got what you need
i got this gas and this sh-t gotta go
i sip the red and i pour by the four
esco with the tec, he shoot, he gon’ score
twenty band move, ask you you want more
supreme on my feet when i kick in your door
i’m whippin’ up chicken, the traphouse is reekin’
i’m f-ckin’ your b-tch and her p-ssy is leakin’
og gas bag and i swear this sh-t reek
i’m poppin’ these xans ’cause i swear i’m not sleep
i’m mister bp, used to trap every season
these n-gg-s they mad and they hate for no reason
i miss my brother, it feel like i’m bleedin’
so i gotta get it and go

[chorus: esco & goonew]
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go
i got the drop, n-gg- we gotta go
three knocks then we kickin’ that door
sweet lick, n-gg- f-ck it, let’s go
gettin’ dough but i need me some more
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go
chef curry with the shot, i’ma score
whippin’ straight drop so i lost about four
run in your trap, n-gg- get on that floor
gettin’ money, f-ck your b-tch then i go
go, go, go, go
go, go, go, go

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