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Unoo GP - Go Off Lyrics



Unoo GP - Go Off Lyrics




Dog worth a load
He exotic
Uppercut with the knots
Cant fit in my pocket
Cartiers see you clear
Ain't no shading the beef
Tint fives
Hot fives come through like a rocket
Young and I'm ruthless
Love a nigga with bricks
Keep a tec and dick bouje
Say she be scamming
Should be in a manchine
Bitch goofy
Gang full of hoochies
Like them guns
But still pretty and pookie
Two titts on my glizzy
You stretch gone die intuition
Love competition
This perfume I got on expensive
No need for the hugging
Got stacks carry Pringles yo bitch want to f*ck me
Hoes ugly stay mugging
Had to be up my cousin
Braces be busting
Colors be glistening
Big C'z
Handy-cap not crippin
Acrylics on stick up they already dissing
F*ck is you missing
I'm pressure
Chase a nigga
It's neva
Beat some down bout respect and my cheddar
Opps linking up
Die together
Green faces change faces hoes switch like the weather
Say that she know me
Ion never been friendly
Iced out my neck and my wrist on Patek
Never hated on people
I knew I was next
Been had the muscle
Yo weave it be crunchy wrong munchies
Mad because I'm lit
Bitch go get you some money
Don't argue f*ck preaching
Three to the back make her jigg
But it ain't a audition
Been booking resorts
Got the game in submission
Buggati on Simpson
Say that he like me
Don't know that I'm pimping
Look way richer
What I be smoking gone need you a breather
Waterfall with my bottle this ain't a two liter
To cute for a needer
Don't f*ck with no scrub
Slap a bitch with a stack
Leave her blues with these dubs
Not front a nigga shit wrong plug
First they was clapping
People be flagging
Cut em off
I just filled up a wagon
I'm humble still bragging
That's just motivation
Packs just landed
Knew I would never be stranded
I feel like the bandit
Yo nigga be broke taking handout outs ain't manly
Smile in face gotta watch what I say
In them papers you cray
I'm a boss you a maid
Stay off them jiggers
Rap game on turbine
Bag is a burki
My phone be flirting
Took yo junkies you hurting
If the target don't diss
I'm the point you ain't miss
Stay In designer
Brown skin popping like a ruby im shining
Cant hang wit new people
They setups
Know ima pop it
It's beams on my shit for a reason
Blood when I step
Red bottoms
I walk it be bleeding
Love swiping them visas
Put that test to my neck
It's gone run up the meter
FLEX FLEX FLEX
Adopting these bitches
And make 'em my pet
These hoes ain't no threat
I stay on hoes necks with the cleats
Broke the code to the city
I own it not leased
Back then I was broke
Now I'm up and you bitches can't touch me
Chew bitches up
Spit em out
Cux they rusty !!!

I WANT YOU TO DISS ME !!!
I WANT YOU TO DISS ME !!
I WANT YOU TO DISS ME !
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Dog worth a load
He exotic
Uppercut with the knots
Cant fit in my pocket
Cartiers see you clear
Ain't no shading the beef
Tint fives
Hot fives come through like a rocket
Young and I'm ruthless
Love a nigga with bricks
Keep a tec and dick bouje
Say she be scamming
Should be in a manchine
Bitch goofy
Gang full of hoochies
Like them guns
But still pretty and pookie
Two titts on my glizzy
You stretch gone die intuition
Love competition
This perfume I got on expensive
No need for the hugging
Got stacks carry Pringles yo bitch want to f*ck me
Hoes ugly stay mugging
Had to be up my cousin
Braces be busting
Colors be glistening
Big C'z
Handy-cap not crippin
Acrylics on stick up they already dissing
F*ck is you missing
I'm pressure
Chase a nigga
It's neva
Beat some down bout respect and my cheddar
Opps linking up
Die together
Green faces change faces hoes switch like the weather
Say that she know me
Ion never been friendly
Iced out my neck and my wrist on Patek
Never hated on people
I knew I was next
Been had the muscle
Yo weave it be crunchy wrong munchies
Mad because I'm lit
Bitch go get you some money
Don't argue f*ck preaching
Three to the back make her jigg
But it ain't a audition
Been booking resorts
Got the game in submission
Buggati on Simpson
Say that he like me
Don't know that I'm pimping
Look way richer
What I be smoking gone need you a breather
Waterfall with my bottle this ain't a two liter
To cute for a needer
Don't f*ck with no scrub
Slap a bitch with a stack
Leave her blues with these dubs
Not front a nigga shit wrong plug
First they was clapping
People be flagging
Cut em off
I just filled up a wagon
I'm humble still bragging
That's just motivation
Packs just landed
Knew I would never be stranded
I feel like the bandit
Yo nigga be broke taking handout outs ain't manly
Smile in face gotta watch what I say
In them papers you cray
I'm a boss you a maid
Stay off them jiggers
Rap game on turbine
Bag is a burki
My phone be flirting
Took yo junkies you hurting
If the target don't diss
I'm the point you ain't miss
Stay In designer
Brown skin popping like a ruby im shining
Cant hang wit new people
They setups
Know ima pop it
It's beams on my shit for a reason
Blood when I step
Red bottoms
I walk it be bleeding
Love swiping them visas
Put that test to my neck
It's gone run up the meter
FLEX FLEX FLEX
Adopting these bitches
And make 'em my pet
These hoes ain't no threat
I stay on hoes necks with the cleats
Broke the code to the city
I own it not leased
Back then I was broke
Now I'm up and you bitches can't touch me
Chew bitches up
Spit em out
Cux they rusty !!!

I WANT YOU TO DISS ME !!!
I WANT YOU TO DISS ME !!
I WANT YOU TO DISS ME !
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Writer: Amaire Carter Johnson, Herbert Anthony, Russell Vitale, Sean Michael Leonard Anderson
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, The Administration MP, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid

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