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HAK! - Go Time Lyrics




I walk through the city I'm drippy, 2x50 yeah I'm on go what's up
Bet ya bitch stay went me pocket on plenty now the hoes wanna f*ck
Young nigga need a new Bentley plus something pretty top while I'm rolling up
Smoking on loud that's a given, this is not a civic beam how we pulling up

I just been in my new light, working to live my best life
Fighting the urge to recline, can't let myself do this time
Niggas gon get out of line that's when I know it our time
Really I don't have a prime, my peak gon end when I die
Got niggas that slinging the white they trying so hard to do right
Life gon put up a fight it's better to win it with God
Haters gon talk all the time they be all bark & no bite

All a nigga want to get is the bag all I nigga want to get is the cash
Got to run up Got to run up a check
Imma f*ck bet then it's back to the cash
In the foreign bet I'm doing the dash
Getting used to shit that we never had
Now a nigga steady popping off tags
Gucci this with the Milano to match
Fly young nigga & I know ima catch

Do you know what really come with success
Having shit that people wish they could have
Can y'all niggas really deal with the press how y'all niggas gon deal with that stress
These the questions that's gon always get asked
Thanking God for the blessings I have
Doyouknowme we Them niggas to last

All a nigga want to get is the bag all I nigga want to get is the cash
Got to run up Got to run up a check
Imma f*ck bet then it's back to the cash
In the foreign bet I'm doing the dash
Getting used to shit that we never had
Now a nigga steady popping off tags
Gucci this with the Milano to match
Fly young nigga & I know ima catch

I don't hype the bitches these niggas gas
Cap on socials but don't get to a bag
Do my best to make these haters upset
Way we shooting you bet get a vest

Im steady scorin, records we torchin
Models alluring, life is not boring, hop out a foreign
Ooo now we scorchin, pedal I'm flooring
People was snoring, now I ignore them
I am important

All a nigga want to get is the bag all I nigga want to get is the cash
Got to run up Got to run up a check
Imma f*ck bet then it's back to the cash
In the foreign bet I'm doing the dash
Getting used to shit that we never had
Now a nigga steady popping off tags
Gucci this with the Milano to match
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I walk through the city I'm drippy, 2x50 yeah I'm on go what's up
Bet ya bitch stay went me pocket on plenty now the hoes wanna f*ck
Young nigga need a new Bentley plus something pretty top while I'm rolling up
Smoking on loud that's a given, this is not a civic beam how we pulling up

I just been in my new light, working to live my best life
Fighting the urge to recline, can't let myself do this time
Niggas gon get out of line that's when I know it our time
Really I don't have a prime, my peak gon end when I die
Got niggas that slinging the white they trying so hard to do right
Life gon put up a fight it's better to win it with God
Haters gon talk all the time they be all bark & no bite

All a nigga want to get is the bag all I nigga want to get is the cash
Got to run up Got to run up a check
Imma f*ck bet then it's back to the cash
In the foreign bet I'm doing the dash
Getting used to shit that we never had
Now a nigga steady popping off tags
Gucci this with the Milano to match
Fly young nigga & I know ima catch

Do you know what really come with success
Having shit that people wish they could have
Can y'all niggas really deal with the press how y'all niggas gon deal with that stress
These the questions that's gon always get asked
Thanking God for the blessings I have
Doyouknowme we Them niggas to last

All a nigga want to get is the bag all I nigga want to get is the cash
Got to run up Got to run up a check
Imma f*ck bet then it's back to the cash
In the foreign bet I'm doing the dash
Getting used to shit that we never had
Now a nigga steady popping off tags
Gucci this with the Milano to match
Fly young nigga & I know ima catch

I don't hype the bitches these niggas gas
Cap on socials but don't get to a bag
Do my best to make these haters upset
Way we shooting you bet get a vest

Im steady scorin, records we torchin
Models alluring, life is not boring, hop out a foreign
Ooo now we scorchin, pedal I'm flooring
People was snoring, now I ignore them
I am important

All a nigga want to get is the bag all I nigga want to get is the cash
Got to run up Got to run up a check
Imma f*ck bet then it's back to the cash
In the foreign bet I'm doing the dash
Getting used to shit that we never had
Now a nigga steady popping off tags
Gucci this with the Milano to match
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Writer: AARON TAGO, HAKEAL SEAMON
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Performed By: HAK!
Length: 3:11
Written by: AARON TAGO, HAKEAL SEAMON

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