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THERE THEY GO Video (MV)




Performed By: Georgiiiey Lee
Language: English
Length: 2:10
Written by: Jordan Carter, Oratiloe Makena




Georgiiiey Lee - THERE THEY GO Lyrics




(GRIM)
Play these bitches like I'm David Guetta
Shoutout VIC that's my bro he a stepper
Need a bitch that's thick and a go getter
Niggas can't catch up
(Uhhhh) (Never)
Say you a vet but I do this shit better
Snitched on your bros, RICO case, they got set up
Snitches get stitches so it's time to settle (uh uhh)

(GRIM)
There they go, adios
Pay in full, don't f*ck me over
When in New York link with Fivio
Way too much money I feel like Ray Dalio
Wanted adventure we f*cked on the patio
She shouting daddy-o, take it slow
Call from the plug, girl I gotta go
AK from iraq, and it came with the baddest scope
(Baddest scope, Adios)

I f*cked on a fan and her friend (ski ski)
Europeans so I had to pretend(yah)
That I'm cumming, but I'm really cunning (ahh)
I got shooters, my opps always running(slatt)
Exotic like a stove top stuffing
Egotistic and muhf*cking greedy, don't like the person my dick is becoming (uh uhhh)
(Slatt)

There they go, adios
Pay in full, don't f*ck me over
When in New York link with Fivio
Way too much money I feel like Ray Dalio
Wanted adventure we f*cked on the patio
She shouting daddy-o, take it slow
Call from the plug, girl I gotta go
AK from iraq, and it came with the baddest scope

(Baddest scope, adios)

Run up them M's (Run it up), I go count up a check (Run it up, count up a check)
My Glock in that bag (What? Yeah)
Yeah, my bitch in the back (What? Yeah)
Yeah, she blacker than black (Buh)
Yeah, we robbing the bank
Yeah, shawty got ass (Buh-buh)
I smash in the back (Buh)
Yeah, I feel like a G.O.A.T. (I feel like a G.O.A.T., Buh)
She know I want K (Buh)
I play with your ass (Buh)
I play with them racks (Huh)
Yeah I live in Iraq, (yeah I live in Iraq)
What you know about that?
My goons, they strapped (My goons they strapped, buh-buh)
My Glock in my lap (My Glock in my lap)
What you talkin' 'bout? Yeah
Nigga stop worryin' 'bout us (Buh, buh)
What you talkin 'bout? Yeah
Nigga stop talkin' 'bout us
Gotta move some racks
Shawty got guns all day (Yeah)
Ride around with the K (Buh)
Ride around sticks all day (Buh, buh, buh)
Uh, yuh
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English

(GRIM)
Play these bitches like I'm David Guetta
Shoutout VIC that's my bro he a stepper
Need a bitch that's thick and a go getter
Niggas can't catch up
(Uhhhh) (Never)
Say you a vet but I do this shit better
Snitched on your bros, RICO case, they got set up
Snitches get stitches so it's time to settle (uh uhh)

(GRIM)
There they go, adios
Pay in full, don't f*ck me over
When in New York link with Fivio
Way too much money I feel like Ray Dalio
Wanted adventure we f*cked on the patio
She shouting daddy-o, take it slow
Call from the plug, girl I gotta go
AK from iraq, and it came with the baddest scope
(Baddest scope, Adios)

I f*cked on a fan and her friend (ski ski)
Europeans so I had to pretend(yah)
That I'm cumming, but I'm really cunning (ahh)
I got shooters, my opps always running(slatt)
Exotic like a stove top stuffing
Egotistic and muhf*cking greedy, don't like the person my dick is becoming (uh uhhh)
(Slatt)

There they go, adios
Pay in full, don't f*ck me over
When in New York link with Fivio
Way too much money I feel like Ray Dalio
Wanted adventure we f*cked on the patio
She shouting daddy-o, take it slow
Call from the plug, girl I gotta go
AK from iraq, and it came with the baddest scope

(Baddest scope, adios)

Run up them M's (Run it up), I go count up a check (Run it up, count up a check)
My Glock in that bag (What? Yeah)
Yeah, my bitch in the back (What? Yeah)
Yeah, she blacker than black (Buh)
Yeah, we robbing the bank
Yeah, shawty got ass (Buh-buh)
I smash in the back (Buh)
Yeah, I feel like a G.O.A.T. (I feel like a G.O.A.T., Buh)
She know I want K (Buh)
I play with your ass (Buh)
I play with them racks (Huh)
Yeah I live in Iraq, (yeah I live in Iraq)
What you know about that?
My goons, they strapped (My goons they strapped, buh-buh)
My Glock in my lap (My Glock in my lap)
What you talkin' 'bout? Yeah
Nigga stop worryin' 'bout us (Buh, buh)
What you talkin 'bout? Yeah
Nigga stop talkin' 'bout us
Gotta move some racks
Shawty got guns all day (Yeah)
Ride around with the K (Buh)
Ride around sticks all day (Buh, buh, buh)
Uh, yuh
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Writer: Jordan Carter, Oratiloe Makena
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