CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Let Go
She like woah
She want more
She said go (yea)
She want more
Yea yea yea
She like woah (woah,woah)
She want more
She said go (woah,woah)
She want more
She like damn, how you be dropping these bags
Living too lavish to fast
Is it the money, the fame, or the jag (woah,woah)
I'm like woah, thought i was taking it slow
Making my money off shows, bands in my pocket they never gonna fold (yea,yea)
Brand new whip that sh*t like 50
She told me she loved me i couldn't believe it
The fame and the money really got her fiending (woah,woah)
Like its weed, purple biscotti on me, we pull up we serving the fiends
Making this money, I'm stacking this green
She like woah
She want more (woah,oh)
She said go
She want more (woah)
She like woah
She want more
She said go
She want more
She like damn, how you be dropping these bags
Living too lavish to fast
We put our name on the map (yea)
Pull up with artillery, I tell that n***a get back (graa)
We got the bond out holdup them n***as be mad
They want war
They want smoke
I keep a Choppa this sh*t fully loaded on my lap
She want more, she want more, she want more
All of them n***as be cap, my lil n***as they be taxin
I spend a check on my shoes yea they be Rafs (Rafs)
Tell that lil n***a get back back
Watch who you stay around, pushing your tape back
Drop me the tape, they go running back
Ima pull up got them running (yea)
I fell in love with the money, f**k on b*t*h now she calling me honey
Off of the lean I be off of that muddy
Diamonds on me, they be bright, they be sunny
No cap in my rap yea these n***as be funny
Off of the white ima f**k me a bunny (yea)
I'm kicking back in the back of the rolls
I'm taking the red, i just poured me a 4
I'm taking the red, i just poured me a 4
Labels they calling i kick down the door
SLATT
She want more
She said go (yea)
She want more
Yea yea yea
She like woah (woah,woah)
She want more
She said go (woah,woah)
She want more
She like damn, how you be dropping these bags
Living too lavish to fast
Is it the money, the fame, or the jag (woah,woah)
I'm like woah, thought i was taking it slow
Making my money off shows, bands in my pocket they never gonna fold (yea,yea)
Brand new whip that sh*t like 50
She told me she loved me i couldn't believe it
The fame and the money really got her fiending (woah,woah)
Like its weed, purple biscotti on me, we pull up we serving the fiends
Making this money, I'm stacking this green
She like woah
She want more (woah,oh)
She said go
She want more (woah)
She like woah
She want more
She said go
She want more
She like damn, how you be dropping these bags
Living too lavish to fast
We put our name on the map (yea)
Pull up with artillery, I tell that n***a get back (graa)
We got the bond out holdup them n***as be mad
They want war
They want smoke
I keep a Choppa this sh*t fully loaded on my lap
She want more, she want more, she want more
All of them n***as be cap, my lil n***as they be taxin
I spend a check on my shoes yea they be Rafs (Rafs)
Tell that lil n***a get back back
Watch who you stay around, pushing your tape back
Drop me the tape, they go running back
Ima pull up got them running (yea)
I fell in love with the money, f**k on b*t*h now she calling me honey
Off of the lean I be off of that muddy
Diamonds on me, they be bright, they be sunny
No cap in my rap yea these n***as be funny
Off of the white ima f**k me a bunny (yea)
I'm kicking back in the back of the rolls
I'm taking the red, i just poured me a 4
I'm taking the red, i just poured me a 4
Labels they calling i kick down the door
SLATT
