[Intro: Boosie Badazz]
Le'go, le'go (Everybody on go), le'go, le'go, le'go (On go)
Thirty in the car, everybody on go (Go)
Everybody want smoke (Yeah)
If a nigga play, he gon' lay (Sorry Jaynari)
We gon' ride, we gon' ride (Fuck that)
We ain't losin' no more (Dave-O, make me a slap)
[Chorus: Boosie Badazz]
Lotta niggas scared 'cause a lotta niggas dead in the four (Hell yeah)
I ain't playin' no more (No)
Pussy, they was talkin' 'bout a nigga, I was stompin' like a Crip (Yah)
Now they ain't rappin' no more
Everybody on go (Go), everybody on go (Go), everybody on go (Go)
Everybody on go (Go, nigga), everybody on go (Go), everybody on go
Everybody on go
[Verse 1: Mozzy]
I'm blowin' Cook' clouds while I'm backin' out
Why your double cup tastin' like a half of ounce? (Huh?)
Her debit card workin', I'ma max it out
You ain't puttin' in no work, we gon' pack you out
That throwaway on me, I'm finna pass it down (I'm finna pass it down)
Nigga had to go to jail for that cap and gown (For that cap and gown)
Nigga, fuck around and die, he put that blapper down (Uh-huh)
Bet a thousand on a four, it ain't no crappin' out
Don't even book us for the show if you gon' pat us down
Sucker wouldn't've got stripped if you ain't had him 'round
Fact though, playing both sides get you bagged on
Fuck every nigga I ever cracked on
Le'go, le'go (Everybody on go), le'go, le'go, le'go (On go)
Thirty in the car, everybody on go (Go)
Everybody want smoke (Yeah)
If a nigga play, he gon' lay (Sorry Jaynari)
We gon' ride, we gon' ride (Fuck that)
We ain't losin' no more (Dave-O, make me a slap)
[Chorus: Boosie Badazz]
Lotta niggas scared 'cause a lotta niggas dead in the four (Hell yeah)
I ain't playin' no more (No)
Pussy, they was talkin' 'bout a nigga, I was stompin' like a Crip (Yah)
Now they ain't rappin' no more
Everybody on go (Go), everybody on go (Go), everybody on go (Go)
Everybody on go (Go, nigga), everybody on go (Go), everybody on go
Everybody on go
[Verse 1: Mozzy]
I'm blowin' Cook' clouds while I'm backin' out
Why your double cup tastin' like a half of ounce? (Huh?)
Her debit card workin', I'ma max it out
You ain't puttin' in no work, we gon' pack you out
That throwaway on me, I'm finna pass it down (I'm finna pass it down)
Nigga had to go to jail for that cap and gown (For that cap and gown)
Nigga, fuck around and die, he put that blapper down (Uh-huh)
Bet a thousand on a four, it ain't no crappin' out
Don't even book us for the show if you gon' pat us down
Sucker wouldn't've got stripped if you ain't had him 'round
Fact though, playing both sides get you bagged on
Fuck every nigga I ever cracked on
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