Yung Reece
On Go
[Intro]
Yea yea, yea, yea yea
Yea yea, yea woah, yea yea
My wrist gon glow yea yea
I been on go yea yea

[Verse 1]
Another night that’s another fucking baddie
Bad bitch told her send me up the addy
Imma make 100k and get a Patek aw
I be sliding wit ya bae up in the mattress
Fucking up her back, she be telling me it’s medical
Wasn’t down when I didn’t have bag
Now I’m in her throat she be telling me she bеtter off
With the kid but I’m tryna go get mе a bag
Fuck with the bitch for the shit that we had
Dubbed her, cause I really came for the cash
Double up, pour another drank wit the ac
Fucked her, couldn’t fall in love wit a brat
Fell in love wit the racks so I’m stuck wit the cash
Run it up, look at how the numbers elastic
They steady be watching I got em reacting, look up
I’m at the top of the bitch shut the fuck up
Riding in Raris and shit, in the summer
Might catch a body he slip up he finna get done up, bout time we start burning the rubber
He wanted smoke? he seen that I’m on the come up I’m turning his bitch to a runner
He wanted smoke? Roll him up light him the fuck up we tryna go run up them numbers
[Verse 2]
All bow down for the G O A T
Please simmer down go and take your seats
Cause there ain’t no peace
I got a lotta money in the safe so nothing can really change on me
Pulled up with 40 yeah the aim on me
Send a few shots feel the pain homie
Yeah I stay lowkey
Every time I’m fucking on his bitch, he thinking that bitch done stayed home sleep

[Chorus]
Don’t want no conversations I feel temptations I-
Don’t want no conversations I feel temptations

[Outro]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah woah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah woah
Woah
Your bitch, my bitch, I’m with your hoe
Your bitch, suck dick she been on go
Your bitch, she been on go
My wrist, my wrist gon glow