Iamsora - On Go !!!! (feat. Slimeykcagee) Lyrics

All of my shit on go Way too much sauce in the beat
Even though I don't sip that wok no more
And if you ain't know that I got too many flows You might as well assume I got the sauce from a store
Someone tell KG the. 808 bang so hard

I can still feel the shit in my core
And I remember all those days when the money was coming in slow Now shit's Changed, life's too easy can't complain
From the south to the east they all know my name
Lil man came back still run game

I am still the shit aint a damn thing changed
She pull up shoot my shot like we at the range
Played my shit and it's driving them all insane
Windows is tinted we slide with no number plate
We outside and nobody's safe Try to run up on me left them dead in the lake
They know I got it no need to debate
Thought I was silent I work at my pace
Now these little boys get the f*ck out my face
Bitch I came to make bands not to make friends
My money is real and your friends all pretend
They will stab you in the back like

You don't wanna know what that's like Real niggas say it to your face
I'd then seen way too many snakes that's the reason I can't buy face
I spit fire that's gasoline Told my mama I got a dream Onto finer
Things On the way made some enemies

All these niggas they envy me they're some stranger things
And I've been going hard pardon my steez These niggas rusty they need some grease
I swear they all overrated This shit ain't just entertainment
I can be doing these niggas favors All the way up bitch I'm elevated

If this shit up for grabs then I'm here to take it
Huh, huh, huh I know that these niggas gon' hate cause the
Way that I'm rapping I make it sound easy Yeh
All of my shit on go Way too much sauce on the beat

Even though I don't sip that wok no more And if you ain't know that I got too many flows
You might as well assume that I've got the sauce from the store
Someone tell KG the 808 bang
So hard I can still feel the shit in my core And I remember all those days when the money was coming in slow

All of my shit on go
Way too much sauce on the beat Even though I don't sip that wok no more
And if you ain't knowf that I got too many flows
You might as well assume that I got the sauce from the store Someone tell KG the 808

Bang so hard I can still feel the shit of my core
And I remember all those days when the money was coming in slow
Now shits changed