Go (feat. Kidd Kenn)

Gold Haze on the track. Queen. Kenn double N's. EnVion on the mix. You gotta go, Go, go. You gotta go, go, go. You gotta go, go, go. You gotta go, Go, Go, go. I don't fuck with him, Sam I am. We don't give a fuck, but really I don't Give a damn. Catch me on your cam, Suck your nigga on the 'Gram. Give it like a ram, then I pass him To the fam. Pass him to my sis, That bitch ain't gon' miss. That bitch gon' get rich, put that bitch on Legs. Put that bitch on game, don't fuck with No lame. Take that, take that chain, Take that nigga's chains. Take that nigga's brain. Boy, that's your bitch, that's my daughter. I met that nigga in Florida. He say my pussy like water. Honestly, he can't afford her, so I don't bother. I been the problem nigga can't solve. Unless he spendin' it all. You gotta go, go, go. You gotta go, go, go. You gotta go, go, go. You gotta go, Go. Go, go, go, go, Go, Go. All about my ham, you iCarly, bitch, I'm Sam. Dressed in all white, But this is not the Ku Klux Klan. Somebody put her on the ceiling 'cause she acting Like a fan. Feeling like a booster since I Stole these bitches' plans. Stole these bitches' mans, get that shit again. They couldn't fit in the car, so we put 'em in a van. Finna get me a white Boy, I'ma name that nigga Stan. I ain't mean take your spot, sir, this was Not the plan. See, this not the plan, Though. C-K-E double N, though. And if a nigga try to get tough, I'ma Raise up like a window. Chinese face when they looking through the tints, Though. Too fly like a blimp, though. Lightweight like a tip toe. Like chips, boy, this nigga gotta dip though. You gotta go, Go, go. You gotta go, go, go. You gotta go, Go, go. You gotta go, go, go. Go, Go, go.