WE ON GO II (feat. Denzel Curry)

(Honorable)
Ah-huh
Ah-huh
Ah-huh (BIA, BIA)
One, two, three
We on go, we on go, we on go, we on go
Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em know
We on go, we on go, we on go
Let 'em know, let 'em know (BIA, BIA), let 'em know (uh)
I'm on go like I'm bustin' through red lights
Must be the braids on her head tight
Say I gotta lower tone, but I'm sayin' shit with my chest, right?
Fuck you hos, fuck you hos, uh, no competition for me ('tition for me)
Rappin' with clones, they talkin' big on t'em songs, they really little with me (huh?)
I ain't never ever met a hater in real life, I'm only havin' them digitally (huh?)
Droppin' my nut so long on these hos, feel like I might as well stand up when I breathe (huh?)
See me, it's stuck, fuckin' my wrist, lock up when I beat a bitch down on threes
Pressin' they luck, tell me I'm pullin' that plug, can't breathe the same air I breathe (ah-huh)
We on go, we on go, we on go, we on go
Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em know
We on go, we on go, we on go
Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em know
This that go-go-go-go-go-go-go-go-go-go gadget flow
I'm finna walk on this beat like Jesus, I'm finna float like the whole hood pope (BIA, BIA)
Came with the hos to Ibiza, look like a lick on a boat (BIA, BIA)
Shh, don't tell Peter, Bottega Veneta my coat (whoo, hurr)
Walk in this bitch like Rick Flair, rhinestones all on my robe (whoo, go)
Even my pet got features, even my dawg did Vogue (yeah)
Hop out the jet to a Reese's, peanut buttercup the Rolls (uh)
I burned down the section with BIA, just wanna let you know
We on go, we on go, we on go, we on go
Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em know (yeah)
We on go, we on go (what?), we on go (yeah)
Let 'em know, let 'em know (huh?), let 'em know (ay, fuck)
I gotta send 'em a message (yeah)
I keep it sealed and protected (damn, yeah)
You play with BIA, it's 'bout to get ugly (damn)
Like me tryna write with my left wrist (goddamn)
Pressure them, they get the top with a tag
Prices, you in a whole different bag (damn)
Isis, I'm 'bout to bust on the mass
Shiesty, I got a terrorist's swag, bet
Dawg keep a stick on deck, so who wanna play fetch? Niggas 'bout to catch rent, on God
So I gotta kill it for the set, actin' like somebody dead, people tellin' me it's so hard
We on go 'cause all my bros came to smack shit (rrah)
Holy fuck, niggas need to fall the fuck back, bitch
We on go, we on go, we on go, we on go
Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em know
We on go, we on go, we on go
Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em know
Whoa, whoa, whoa (ah-huh)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (ah-huh)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
We on go, we on go, we on go
Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em know
We on go, we on go, we on go
Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em know