KB (Producer) - Go like that lyrics

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KB (Producer) - Go like that lyrics

(intro) Proposed to the lean I can't get married to no hoe Proposed to the lean I can't get married to no hoe Like I'm Chapo with the dope [Hook] Proposed to the lean I can't get married to no hoe b**hes blowing up my phone like I'm chapo with the dope Came from coogi to designer member begging by that sto Them same hoes that told me no tryna f** me cause I'm known I couldn't go like that I had to grind and get some mo I couldn't go like that these n***as wanna see you fold I couldn't go like that I'm from the slums where its real cold Keep yo heater when its cold cause out here you can't trust a soul [verse 1] No I couldn't go like that Got double cups and double hoes From the slums where its real cold member holes inside my clothes Crackers gave my mama time my family left me on my own Took my brother and my sister I was out here on my own We was thinking going pro someday balling with the clippers n***as dying everyday now they out here with them clippers Hoes keep blowing up my phone used to give me dial-tone Now she wanna have my kids I gotta keep my rubber on You ain't ran off from the plug the plug sent you to the sto I ah really take his sack like I'm playing for the colts All that flexing for them hoes boy you out here looking swole All these n***as claim they solid realize even metal fold You ain't got it on yo own you ain't got it out ah knot I told kb ima make it swear I'm getting to the top From ah freak I want the top from the bank I want my racks Ian never play bout guala cause that's some I rarely had Alright! Ian f**ing witchall n***as like ah dike jacking cars I remember we was out here stealing bikes Streetlights we ain't never gave ah f** bout streetlights And I put that on lil mari can't go left that sh** ain't right [hook] [verse 2] Lost my round to ah round who he thought that was his round Moral of the story stay from round these n***as they ain't down None these hoes out here riders so I hit the citgo Smoking gas that citgo ian letting sh** go Cops can't get no info polo socks to polo draws Member I wore knock offs mama won't be getting that call Saying her baby got knocked off cause I keep my circle small Yeah I keep my circle small I can't f** with you at all Don't call me fam I'm not yo dawg That lil p**y got some power keep it watered like ah flower My guys pa**ed her like a flier Oh I heard you wined and dined her how you fall in that trap n***as lying on they trap ain't adding up like some bad math [hook]