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Steezgode - Let's Go Lyrics



Steezgode - Let's Go Lyrics




Rok on the track yeah

Rok on the track yeah

Pull up we got it the life of the party
Blue hunnid bands yeah we be popping
Often in Austin slime green like the goblin
More money my bank with deposit
Hop out the Range you still drive an Impala
I heard the the repo done called ya
That bitch want a man and I drip like some water
Don't want a dude like her father
Getting this money my life I'm my author
Play any beat and you know I'm gone slaughter
Pretty Patek costing more than a quarter
Diamonds keep shinning attracting reporters
Yeah, yeah tip of the border
Missing my family "V's" headquarters
Now I'm on top turning to a performer
Got me a girl I can't wait to explore her

Deep ocean diamonds can't wait to explore em
Swim out the coast when I vacay in Florida
Coupe quarter mill I'm not taking no orders
Captain my boat play with me gone be horror
Steez the wave hunnids hoes on my body
Pimping these bitches im hot like wasabi
"Slimed Out the Suburbs" my niggas an army
Sprint to that bag ain't no one that can stop me

Sprint, sprint glizzy my hip
Choppa got rounds and yeah both of em dicks
Play with my niggas I play with yo bitch
How that yo girl and she ain't let you hit
She want a nigga that's gone get his own
She want a nigga that's bad to the bone
She want a nigga that act like he grown
You lacking some muscles come get in my zone
Run out the house yeah these shoes cost a lot
Double CC on the face of the box
Polo boy grew up I went to Lacoste
Invested in fashion I need Saint Laurent
B.B. Simon belt help me keep my pants up
Too much money I cannot keep my pants up
Valentino beanie I got my bands up
Look like a star I might start work for NASA

Exotic shows I been knocking these dancers
Hop on that horse like I'm Lancer and Prancer
Eye's on my diamonds like I'm on a ransom
Choker my neck give me strength like I'm Samson
"Slimed Out the Suburbs" I better go platinum
Superstar stunna you know that's the anthem

(Yeah)
Yeah (Let's go)

Pull up we got it the life of the party
Blue hunnid bands yeah we be popping
Often in Austin slime green like the goblin
More money my bank with deposit
Hop out the Range you still drive an Impala
I heard the the repo done called ya
That bitch want a man and I drip like some water
Don't want a dude like her father
Getting this money my life I'm my author
Play any beat and you know I'm gone slaughter
Pretty Patek costing more than a quarter
Diamonds keep shinning attracting reporters
Yeah, yeah tip of the border
Missing my family "V's" headquarters
Now I'm on top turning to a performer
Got me a girl I can't wait to explore her
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Rok on the track yeah

Rok on the track yeah

Pull up we got it the life of the party
Blue hunnid bands yeah we be popping
Often in Austin slime green like the goblin
More money my bank with deposit
Hop out the Range you still drive an Impala
I heard the the repo done called ya
That bitch want a man and I drip like some water
Don't want a dude like her father
Getting this money my life I'm my author
Play any beat and you know I'm gone slaughter
Pretty Patek costing more than a quarter
Diamonds keep shinning attracting reporters
Yeah, yeah tip of the border
Missing my family "V's" headquarters
Now I'm on top turning to a performer
Got me a girl I can't wait to explore her

Deep ocean diamonds can't wait to explore em
Swim out the coast when I vacay in Florida
Coupe quarter mill I'm not taking no orders
Captain my boat play with me gone be horror
Steez the wave hunnids hoes on my body
Pimping these bitches im hot like wasabi
"Slimed Out the Suburbs" my niggas an army
Sprint to that bag ain't no one that can stop me

Sprint, sprint glizzy my hip
Choppa got rounds and yeah both of em dicks
Play with my niggas I play with yo bitch
How that yo girl and she ain't let you hit
She want a nigga that's gone get his own
She want a nigga that's bad to the bone
She want a nigga that act like he grown
You lacking some muscles come get in my zone
Run out the house yeah these shoes cost a lot
Double CC on the face of the box
Polo boy grew up I went to Lacoste
Invested in fashion I need Saint Laurent
B.B. Simon belt help me keep my pants up
Too much money I cannot keep my pants up
Valentino beanie I got my bands up
Look like a star I might start work for NASA

Exotic shows I been knocking these dancers
Hop on that horse like I'm Lancer and Prancer
Eye's on my diamonds like I'm on a ransom
Choker my neck give me strength like I'm Samson
"Slimed Out the Suburbs" I better go platinum
Superstar stunna you know that's the anthem

(Yeah)
Yeah (Let's go)

Pull up we got it the life of the party
Blue hunnid bands yeah we be popping
Often in Austin slime green like the goblin
More money my bank with deposit
Hop out the Range you still drive an Impala
I heard the the repo done called ya
That bitch want a man and I drip like some water
Don't want a dude like her father
Getting this money my life I'm my author
Play any beat and you know I'm gone slaughter
Pretty Patek costing more than a quarter
Diamonds keep shinning attracting reporters
Yeah, yeah tip of the border
Missing my family "V's" headquarters
Now I'm on top turning to a performer
Got me a girl I can't wait to explore her
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Writer: Emmanuel Essien
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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Performed By: Steezgode
Length: 2:40
Written by: Emmanuel Essien

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