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Where We Goin' Video (MV)




Performed By: RKO Lo
Length: 4:06
Written by: Corey Walker




RKO Lo - Where We Goin' Lyrics




She say baby where we goin
Only way is up yea
Yea yea where we goin yea

Yea and i say man when shit get tough
Stuff them swishers up yea yea
These niggas call my phone
They can never call my bluff yea yea
These niggas talk that strong
These niggas ain't bout nun yea
And if they ask me where we goin
The only way is up yea yea

Yea where we goin
Young nigga where we goin
Yea yea where we goin
My nigga where we goin yea

Good gas what I'm blowin
No tellin where I'm goin
Swerve off in a foreign, left ya nigga cuz he borin
F*ck good till ya snoring yea
Strip club baby throw it yea
ATL we in V-Live goin 3 Live till the morning yea
She ain't never felt this way, never seen so much paper
Yea and if I catch a nigga in ya face, know I got the burner on my waist yea yea
Buy it all if you wanna, burn it all like a sauna
Presidential like Obama, Goyard for your mama
Sun burns in the summer yea
Pay the bag out in hundreds yea
Skert off in a hummer yea
Her skirt off in a hummer, that's ya bitch she a goner
Never snitch to your honur, never bitch to your mama
Never switch on your homies, this for Real Kings only
Click of Real Kings Only yea
Yea I be still getting money yea, I be swimming in the money yea
Boss man and the money man, boy I need more than 100 grand
Diamond nigga in the rough yea
Duffel bag fill it up yea
Real niggas showin love yea
Swear I can't give it up

Yea and i say man when shit get tough
Stuff them swishers up yea yea
These niggas call my phone
They can never call my bluff yea yea
These niggas talk that strong
These niggas ain't bout nun yea
And if they me where we goin
The only way is up yea yea

Yea where we goin
Young nigga where we goin
Yea yea where we goin
My nigga where we goin yea

Young nigga where we goin, we took them flights this morning
My bitch she say she on the way, bitch it was nice to know you
Never met a nigga real as me, burning gas in the hills with me
Walk in the banks like Hillary, I'm the fresh prince and they Phil'n me
Un mama say this shit killin me, streets say this shit healing me
Streets say this shit really me, and that go hard shit still in me
Yea I don't owe a nigga shit, I'm just tryna hit a lick
I'm just tryna get rich, man these niggas ain't shit
Man these niggas still bitches yea
Tryna stack a couple m's, gotta make a way tryna make a way yea
You was focused on your friends, money in the way they was in the way yea
Kyrie I want the play yea, bad bitch she wanna stay yea
Players club I'm a player, dollar bills in the air
Good gas different flavors, new shit different haters
In my city I'm the mayor, f*ck you get your weight up
Sky view bitch we way up, bad bitch wana lay up
But I skate off like a skater yea

Yea and i say man when shit get tough
Stuff them swishers up yea yea
These niggas call my phone
They can never call my bluff yea yea
These niggas talk that strong
These niggas ain't bout nun yea
And if they me where we goin
The only way is up yea yea

Yea where we goin
Young nigga where we goin
Yea yea where we goin
My nigga where we goin yea

I skert off in a hummer
Her skirt off in the hummer
Never snitch to your honur
Never bitch to ya mama
This for real kings only
Click of real kings only yea yea
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She say baby where we goin
Only way is up yea
Yea yea where we goin yea

Yea and i say man when shit get tough
Stuff them swishers up yea yea
These niggas call my phone
They can never call my bluff yea yea
These niggas talk that strong
These niggas ain't bout nun yea
And if they ask me where we goin
The only way is up yea yea

Yea where we goin
Young nigga where we goin
Yea yea where we goin
My nigga where we goin yea

Good gas what I'm blowin
No tellin where I'm goin
Swerve off in a foreign, left ya nigga cuz he borin
F*ck good till ya snoring yea
Strip club baby throw it yea
ATL we in V-Live goin 3 Live till the morning yea
She ain't never felt this way, never seen so much paper
Yea and if I catch a nigga in ya face, know I got the burner on my waist yea yea
Buy it all if you wanna, burn it all like a sauna
Presidential like Obama, Goyard for your mama
Sun burns in the summer yea
Pay the bag out in hundreds yea
Skert off in a hummer yea
Her skirt off in a hummer, that's ya bitch she a goner
Never snitch to your honur, never bitch to your mama
Never switch on your homies, this for Real Kings only
Click of Real Kings Only yea
Yea I be still getting money yea, I be swimming in the money yea
Boss man and the money man, boy I need more than 100 grand
Diamond nigga in the rough yea
Duffel bag fill it up yea
Real niggas showin love yea
Swear I can't give it up

Yea and i say man when shit get tough
Stuff them swishers up yea yea
These niggas call my phone
They can never call my bluff yea yea
These niggas talk that strong
These niggas ain't bout nun yea
And if they me where we goin
The only way is up yea yea

Yea where we goin
Young nigga where we goin
Yea yea where we goin
My nigga where we goin yea

Young nigga where we goin, we took them flights this morning
My bitch she say she on the way, bitch it was nice to know you
Never met a nigga real as me, burning gas in the hills with me
Walk in the banks like Hillary, I'm the fresh prince and they Phil'n me
Un mama say this shit killin me, streets say this shit healing me
Streets say this shit really me, and that go hard shit still in me
Yea I don't owe a nigga shit, I'm just tryna hit a lick
I'm just tryna get rich, man these niggas ain't shit
Man these niggas still bitches yea
Tryna stack a couple m's, gotta make a way tryna make a way yea
You was focused on your friends, money in the way they was in the way yea
Kyrie I want the play yea, bad bitch she wanna stay yea
Players club I'm a player, dollar bills in the air
Good gas different flavors, new shit different haters
In my city I'm the mayor, f*ck you get your weight up
Sky view bitch we way up, bad bitch wana lay up
But I skate off like a skater yea

Yea and i say man when shit get tough
Stuff them swishers up yea yea
These niggas call my phone
They can never call my bluff yea yea
These niggas talk that strong
These niggas ain't bout nun yea
And if they me where we goin
The only way is up yea yea

Yea where we goin
Young nigga where we goin
Yea yea where we goin
My nigga where we goin yea

I skert off in a hummer
Her skirt off in the hummer
Never snitch to your honur
Never bitch to ya mama
This for real kings only
Click of real kings only yea yea
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Writer: Corey Walker
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