[Verse 1: Kebo Gotti]
Wish I could see my brother released from the pen
They wanna book us to China, fuck it, let's go get some Yen
I commit some sins, just to see my bro again
Ask about me, bet you they goin say, we heard of him
[Chorus: Kebo Gotti]
It’s time to go, it's time to get that pot of gold
It's time to buy some guns, just to rock my folds
We goin shut it down, let you busters know
Keep shit trill from the south to the west coast
It’s time to go, it's time to get that pot of gold
[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]
Shout out to that pussy nigga named Ron C
Lame ass old nigga, you ain't no G
I can't respect your hustle, you ain't got no muscle
You snort it up your nose, even your partner can't trust you
If me or my niggas see you, we goin bust you
That little trap house in the dirt, I smash that shit
I heard your beats, well how about ten straps?
Step back, I'm finna let the K go
Knock a rapper's head like an eggroll
Just sayin, yo, hit squad till I die, yo
Brick Squad what I ride for, Tallaband to a side hoe
You scared to get a bible, hit you with that rifle
You know my goons are psycho, fuck Ron C, and your idol
Wish I could see my brother released from the pen
They wanna book us to China, fuck it, let's go get some Yen
I commit some sins, just to see my bro again
Ask about me, bet you they goin say, we heard of him
[Chorus: Kebo Gotti]
It’s time to go, it's time to get that pot of gold
It's time to buy some guns, just to rock my folds
We goin shut it down, let you busters know
Keep shit trill from the south to the west coast
It’s time to go, it's time to get that pot of gold
[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]
Shout out to that pussy nigga named Ron C
Lame ass old nigga, you ain't no G
I can't respect your hustle, you ain't got no muscle
You snort it up your nose, even your partner can't trust you
If me or my niggas see you, we goin bust you
That little trap house in the dirt, I smash that shit
I heard your beats, well how about ten straps?
Step back, I'm finna let the K go
Knock a rapper's head like an eggroll
Just sayin, yo, hit squad till I die, yo
Brick Squad what I ride for, Tallaband to a side hoe
You scared to get a bible, hit you with that rifle
You know my goons are psycho, fuck Ron C, and your idol
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