Still Gon Go Lyrics Real Boston Richey
Mmm, mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Ain’t got to be up in the city, these_boys_is still gon’_go
Ain’t got to go and do_no killings, that nigga still gon’ go (For sure)
I ain’t got to go inside no deal, I’m still gon’ blow
You put that trust up in that bitch, nigga, she still gon’ go
You movin’ mad wocky, you movin’ mad cocky
I keep switchin’ up all my swag, it make it hard for niggas to copy
I don’t like a messy bitch, but when you suck it, bae, do it sloppy
I don’t like the messy shit, now put my hands up on your body
Like my bitches to be robotic, buyin’ bags, know that’s my hobby
What the fuck the world comin’ to? I’m doin’ a song with Yachty
What the fuck the world comin’ to? Everybody think they ’bout it
Young niggas don’t even want no money, they tryin’ to catch a body
Ridin’ ’round the city with my curtains closed (Mmm)
I ain’t did no shows, still pullin’ in eight O’s (Yeah)
I’ve been pourin’ cold frost, yeah, they love the kid
I’ve been thinkin’ ’bout revenge and I n_ver miss
Huh, fee-fi, keep a F&N for all my foes (Mmm)
Always on my toes (Mmm), slidin’ ’round in a Rolls (Mmm)
I ain’t talkin’ _lection, when I say she had that pole
I’ma sip the cup, while she heat up ’cause she cold
Talk to her for a minute, I don’t know, huh
I’m tired of bein’ humble, I’m back on niggas bumpers
I ran it up, been a runner, all A’s, give me my honors
My bitch want me to be stuck up in her ass, just like a rumper
But bae, I’m out here trappin’ and I’m rappin’, doin’ numbers
New day, I’m out here stabbin’, I bought my Maybach out the Honda
No way I’m goin’ for none of that shit you talkin’, I can’t stumble
No way I’m goin’ for none of these bitches, they can’t bring me honor
Now let me pop my shit, matter of fact, give me my skit
Niggas tweakin’ in this bitch, like they done popped off on a jit
I ain’t choose a side, but God’ll know I’m dyin’ ’bout who I’m with
Doin’ music now, but I was the one who was breakin’ in your shit
Still gon’ go
Still gon’ go