67 - I Go, Gang Go lyrics
[Intro] Sixty SRB seperation confirmed (free up the squad ten times) coming up on staging the burnout of these twin solid rocket boosters at two minutes five seconds [Chrous: LD] x2 Anywhere I go, gang go Boxes in the bando (Alla that) Anywhere I go, gang go Gun same size as a rambo My yg's walk around with skengs Pray they don't end up like Jango And I can't wait till my bro's home Free them, sweeter than mango [Verse 1: LD] I touched a hill like what's goody? Star line tucked in my hoodie With two f**ed up yardys, one Mali That's new persculi and tooky TG spent for 50 on boogs But trust he needs the good look Iced out can't he see that on boog Anything else we see, he gets took I done a load of drops, I'm no cabby I done a load of opps with no swammy Anywhere I go, gang go f** the feds we got swammy's Two thousand grams of that ammie Drop five hundred grams of an allies Gun same size as a rambo, smoked an opp with that ally Twenty six g's in the bin that's [?] I swear that my dons buss case (free the bro) Got feds tryna find out where I stay, how could I ever feel safe (what the f**?) Got a new 357, you don't wanna know what I play Skeng in a 3 litre truck, I ain't tryna end up like J [Chrous: LD] x2 Anywhere I go, gang go Boxes in the bando (Alla that) Anywhere I go, gang go Gun same size as a rambo My yg's walk around with skengs Pray they don't end up like jango And I can't wait till my bro's home Free them, sweeter than mango [Verse 2: Dimzy] Bad up plenty amnesia Now, I'm tryna smoke up like shisha 4 door truck, 3 man in two beaters Split ting dot, dot ting them man sweeper If you talk the feds, you're a cheater n***a's crying to the feds, what a weeper In a view room no call me, not a speaker Man roll up on your block It's kinda ments right now bring a doss no need for a mop Had a little set back, man I lost couple bag with a doss In Skengs We Trust So I trust this [?] to go and get me some guwop What's with all the lies and the beef, you're fooled in the beef All this got stopped n***a's talk to the feds tryna lock man down All this got stopped Tell a peng ting go on roll up the weed while man'a man cut this grub Free SJ, he got bagged with the rusty one (free him up, free him up, free him up) [Chrous: LD] x2 Anywhere I go, gang go Boxes in the bando (Alla that) Anywhere I go, gang go Gun same size as a rambo My yg's walk around with skengs Pray they don't end up like Jango And I can't wait till my bro's home Free them, sweeter than mango [Verse 3: Monkey] On the ride with the big W on the way to the bando Lemme phone ASAP quick, He kway out in the bando When my line rings off I don't miss, I'm tryna get them grams tho Bro got bagged with the 5th, now we just chilling with Jango Tell her bake me some dope, man'a need bread for a lambo Spin don't jam, hit your fam, spill it it's mango Clip same size as a rambo, anywhere I go Gang goes Free D Rose and Blanco Feds took 26 g's, I'm stressing Plain clothes tryna chase man down in the back road B I'm stressing Judge gave SJ 5, but he could've got more take that as a blessing [?] Spin don't jam, b**h no messing [Chrous: LD] x2 Anywhere I go, gang go Boxes in the bando (Alla that) Anywhere I go, gang go Gun same size as a rambo My yg's walk around with skengs Pray they don't end up like Jango And I can't wait till my bro's home Free them, sweeter than mango