Luyện nghe bài hát Go

Fuckin' put on a head, pair of headphones and shit, uh

Just took ten shots and I ain't out
Spent a hundred grand and I ain't out
If you OG, bring the grass out
These niggas filled up, the gas out
Talkin' 'bout some shit that you you stole
I have my fuckin' way with this game, no control
Drinking on some gin 'cause I like
How the you supposed to win, you don't know how to ball
up but still smoking
Tryna drive but my barely open
See the cars, see the watch, see I done up
In my condo smoking out watching True
Tryna take to the strip club
Tryna take Tyler to the dealer bruh (I'm here guys!)
Tryna Domo to the weed spot
True so I need pot

Go, I'm so loaded
Pockets and the smoke and all the
'em
Go, and I'm floatin'
I hope your lungs is
All the bitches, 'em, go
(Now I been the world before
But I never thought it'd be way
And I smoked up all this before
But I never it'd feel this way)
And all the be like, "Yeah"

Celebration shots got me faded
of famous, enough to laugh like I really made it
Drunk enough to stir some controversy, bitch let's fucking it
I feel amazing, making digits off my fucking
Suck a dick hater I selfie with the Eifel Tower
Five star general, the Odd I'm Eisenhower
Said I make it, I show you niggas to fight the power
sour, watching Chowder in my finest hour
A mix of acid jazz and blue grass
Niggas stuck in the past, opening new scabs
Me and Wiz bottles nigga, open two tabs
Stumbling out with six models, my nigga order two
We ain't 'bout rivals, them niggas too trash
Fuck what think, I'm the illest one in the new class
And I give a fuck what niggas ain't fuckin' with
OFWG run with the or suck a dick

Go, I'm so fuckin'
and the smoke and all the bitches
'em
Go, faded and I'm
I hope your is open
All the bitches, 'em, go
(Now I been around the world
But I never it'd be this way
And I smoked up all this before
But I never thought it'd this way)
And all the be like, "Yeah"

Guitars sound like some Kill Bill shit, it
That's church tambourine shit
My grandma to play that

Golf

(Turn up)
I got old money, I got new
Put 'em together, I got huge
teller call my phone, she tell me I'm putting on
Twenty years of success, let's to the best
Sip on some Ace then I out the rest
bitches, get ends
Drink gin, their friends
Juicy J hoes in a white on white Benz
I stay codeine
Blue dream I'm up
Looking for a bitch with statements like Oprah
These black diamonds racist, V no laces
My plug on coming straight up out the basement
All I is money, it don't look like you
One from the chopper make you look like two

Go (Go, go, go, go, go, go, go)