Go Yayo – Go Lyrics

[Intro]
Ay, ay, Hoodfame
Yayo
Hoodfame
Let’s get it
Super Saiyan Yayo

[Chorus]
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, Yayo
Everything on go, trap, run it like a store
Half price for the blow, everything must go
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, everything on go
My young shootin’ on go (boom)
Yo bitch on that molly gon’ go (your bitch)
You say you want ends then lets go (let’s go)
You wit it, I’m wit it, let’s go (go)

[Verse 1]
Like Nike, just do it (let’s do it)
I’m wylin with a Ruger (boom)
On molly, we booted (boot up)
Balenciagas on my feet, cost a [?] (woo)
OG gas, smokin’ swish, it ain’t dubie (gas)
Random fisker in the street hittin’ [?] (skrrt)
Grippin’ that thooka, it’s long as a ruler
Real diamonds, had to shout out my jeweler (damnit man)
I’m back on that bitch, and I’m powered up (powered up)
Sucka only [?] (suckas)
I ain’t worried, I’m just countin’ up
Big ol’ dick for yo bitch, tell her mount it up (ugh)
Your hoe chew me up like a Twix
My gon’ go for the lick (on go)
Weakest at your clique
I see it in your eyes, you’re just a lil bitch (bitch)
f**k this rap shit, I’m back and I’m servin’, I’m cookin the birdie (trap, whip)
Brand new thooka and it came with a 30, Stephen Curry (30, ooh)
Bazooka everywhere I go, these know we don’t play that (don’t play that)
Pop up at where you stay at, pop a nigga face back
Lay his ass down like take that, pussy (blaow, blaow, blaow)

[Chorus]
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, Yayo
Everything on go, trap, run it like a store
Half price for the blow, everything must go
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, everything on go
My young shootin’ on go (boom)
Yo bitch on that molly gon’ go (your bitch)
You say you want ends then lets go (let’s go)
You wit it, I’m wit it, let’s go (go)

[Verse 2]
Go, go, go, go
On that molly, sneakin’ geek with your hoe
Gave her a [?], now she geekin’ for sure
Bend your bitch, giver her right to to my bro
That bitch, she a pro
You know she a hoe
That bitch like a greenlight
You know she on go
You do what I tell her to
Look at me, nigga, look at you
You think she ain’t f**kin’, boy, you a fool
A little bit of love and she do the crew
My youngin’ll bust ya, big ol’ stick from Russia
Knock a pussy nigga out his shoe
Head shot, head shot, head shot, what the f**k is a bulletproof
In these streets, I’m a legend
I’m a king, you a peasant
Big ol’ thooka, Smith & Wesson
Send a right to heaven
Flip his ass right on [??]
Hit you bitch, she was beggin’
And you know
Yayo, got my name off blow
You want war, let’s go go go

[Chorus]
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, Yayo
Everything on go, trap, run it like a store
Half price for the blow, everything must go
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, everything on go
My young shootin’ on go (boom)
Yo bitch on that molly gon’ go (your bitch)
You say you want ends then lets go (let’s go)
You wit it, I’m wit it, let’s go (go)

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