[Intro: MarMar Oso]
Go, gotta go
Complex, that beat goes
[Chorus: MarMar Oso]
I been running through these bands, these blues, I know
I been getting to this bag, won't stop for sure
If she ain't about a check, lil' baby gotta go
If I hit it one time, she'll be back for some more
I know, I know
I been running through these bands, these blues, I know
I been getting to this bag, won't stop for sure
If she ain't about a check, lil' baby gotta go
Gotta go (I know)
I been running through these bands, these blues, I know
I been getting to this bag, won't stop for sure
If she ain't about a check, lil' baby gotta go
[Verse 1: MarMar Oso]
Lil' baby gotta go if she ain't about her pesos
Gotta hold her own 'cause if not, then it's case closed
I can spend a rack just to get her back
Thumbin' through these blues, I ain't even out the trap
Putting on for my city, just a youngin out of Sac
Yeah, your boy next up, on my mama, that's a fact
I just wanna touch these M's and I think that I'll be satisfied
She can't get up in the whip if she ain't even down to ride, maybe I'm
Just better off on my own
Had too much on my plate, I had to stay in my zone
A nigga never home 'cause I'm always in my bag
I'm outworking all you niggas, no wonder why they mad
Go, gotta go
Complex, that beat goes
[Chorus: MarMar Oso]
I been running through these bands, these blues, I know
I been getting to this bag, won't stop for sure
If she ain't about a check, lil' baby gotta go
If I hit it one time, she'll be back for some more
I know, I know
I been running through these bands, these blues, I know
I been getting to this bag, won't stop for sure
If she ain't about a check, lil' baby gotta go
Gotta go (I know)
I been running through these bands, these blues, I know
I been getting to this bag, won't stop for sure
If she ain't about a check, lil' baby gotta go
[Verse 1: MarMar Oso]
Lil' baby gotta go if she ain't about her pesos
Gotta hold her own 'cause if not, then it's case closed
I can spend a rack just to get her back
Thumbin' through these blues, I ain't even out the trap
Putting on for my city, just a youngin out of Sac
Yeah, your boy next up, on my mama, that's a fact
I just wanna touch these M's and I think that I'll be satisfied
She can't get up in the whip if she ain't even down to ride, maybe I'm
Just better off on my own
Had too much on my plate, I had to stay in my zone
A nigga never home 'cause I'm always in my bag
I'm outworking all you niggas, no wonder why they mad
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