[ Featuring Two R's ]
I make it go
Now make it go
I make it go
Now make it go
I make it go
Now make it go
I make it go
Now make it
My shit is what's popping bae
There's not a single doubt it's that
You know I'm bout to stack
And I ain't even got to rap
It just so happens
This something I'm a Don Dada at
Follow my instructions
Or go back to where yo job was at
I ain't got no patience
For anything dull and basic
I see improvements you could make
Let me go and upgrade it
I keep them numbers flowing in
Like the logo from matrix
I'm barely getting started
Already feel like I made it
I beat a beat
Until my hands swole
I'm spitting heat
But I'm damn cold
She got my back
Like a Jansport
These losers loopy
Like some bad code
I get I want
I strong arm them like I'm Satchmo
I make it go
Now make it go
I make it go
Now make it go
I make it go
Now make it go
I make it go
Now make it
I heard what you said
But I can't really go for that
Tell me you been working
But ain't got nothing to show for that
If I get off track
I do it all to get my focus back
And if I ever choke
I take what's round my neck and choke it back
I leave my opposition
Without a pot to piss in
And turn the in-house
To an outhouse that's where all my shit is
I got this paper going over they head
They'll never get it
I saw what they had
And jacked it I could do better with it
Watch how I'm moving
I might learn you somethin'
I show you how to make fire
So you could burn you somethin'
I'm hogging up every lane
Babe it's my turn I'm stunnin'
I'm like the trampoline of it
Cause imma keep it jumpin'
I make it go
Now make it go
I make it go
Now make it go
I make it go
Now make it go
I make it go
Now make it
I'm bout to come up
Baby I'm flipping opm
If you leave that door open
Imma go on and mosey in
I get the baddest bitch
In the area and her closest friends
They a smoke show
I'm bout to break one down and smoke again
Last thing that I want to do's
Get ugly in public
So with a smile on my face
I get completely disgustin'
I'm Jim Carrey with the mask on
When I get this shit bussin'
And even without a sip of liquor
I'll be forever buzzin'
Look f*ck yo feelings
Unless they bring in millions
I know if I keep murdering shit
I'm bout to make a killin'
That paper turn me on
Like naked women
I ain't got nothing to trip on
Except the shrooms and lemon
I let 'em soak and mix in
I make it go
Now make it go
I make it go
Now make it go
I make it go
Now make it go
I make it go
Now make it go
