Sheck Wes – LFG!

[Intro]
Go, go, go, go
(Fucking Redda)
Yeah, yeah (Oww)
Uh, they on go (Go)
They on go, they on go, they on— (Bitch)
Go, go, go, go (Yeah, yeah)
Go, go, go, go (Oww, oww)
Go, go, go, go (Yeah, bitch)
Go, go, go, go (Bitch, yeah)

[Couplet 1]
Life never been a joke, shit was never funny (No, no)
My boy keep the scope, he like Jalen Ramsy (Damn, who)
I’ma find a ho, put it in her tummy (Hoe)
Back then I ain’t have clothes, I was dressin’ bummy
Now a young nigga rich, nigga gettin’ money (Sheesh)
I walk fashion shows, ballin’ out in Paris (Sheesh)
We ain’t sippin’ SunnyD, my boy pourin’ loud (No)
Pourin’ lines of the lean, all my bitches fine (Sip it)
They be fightin’ over me (Bad)
Bring her ’til I’m gummy
And I’m gone off the (Maoda)
Gone off the (Powder)

[Refrain]
They on go (Go), they on go (Go)
They on go, they on go, they on— (Yeah, bitch)
Go, go, go, go (Yeah, yeah) (Oww)
Go, go, go, go (Bitch, bitch)
Go, go, go, go (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Go, go, go, go

[Couplet 2]
Can’t serve and protect (Redda, Redda, Redda)
Can’t serve and protect
Can’t serve and protect
Can’t serve and protect
We can’t fuck with police, can’t serve and protect
I came from the mud, nigga I came from the ‘jects
Fightin’ battles every day, I came from the trench
This shit like Fallujah, baby better wear a vest
Man my bro’s gon’ take your necks
Then it’s—, at your head
We ain’t takin’ threats, my shooters don’t play, baby
Keep ’em on the bench, you can’t say a word
I’ma send em at ‘ya (Woah, woah), send em at ‘ya (Woah)

[Refrain]
They on go, they on go (Yeah)
They on go, they on go, go (Yeah, yeah)
Go, go, go, go (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Go, go, go, go
Oww (Yeah)
Oww
Yeah
Fa-fa-fa (Bitch)
Yeah, yeah
Nigga, they on go, go, go, go