Gotta go
Gotta go
Gotta go
Gotta go
Gotta go
Gotta go
Always on some time of shit (uh) talking my bullshit shit up in the mic
How can I stop this shit, I'm like a crack fein with a pipe (huh)
Always on the mic and I'm going (huh)
No I cant stop this shit for no one
No I cant stop a mix up in my cup
No I cant stop flipping the bag up (up, up, up)
Huh, yeah
Where the f*ck am I huh
At this party and I'm wasting my time
At this party and I'm f*cking it up
What the f*ck are they pouring in my cup?
Gotta go (huh yeah), gotta go (huh)
Gotta go (haha), what, gotta go (ha, ha)
Gotta go, gotta go (ha)
Stones on the wrist and I'm rolling it up
Drinking to much and I'm throwing it up
Looked at my hands and I'm tweaking on up
Looked in the mirror I'm tweaking on up (ha, ha)
Gotta find my way back to the crib,
Shouldn't of never took a ten with a drink (ha , ha)
Waddafuk
Why the f*ck am I here I don't even f*ck with no one, I don't even f*ck with no one
Ha, I don't even f*ck with no one
Always on some time of shit (uh) talking my bullshit shit up in the mic
How can I stop this shit, I'm like a crack fein with a pipe (huh)
Always on the mic and I'm going
Yeah
Always on the mic
I go
Yeah
Always on the mic
I'm gone
Damn
Always on my mic
She grown
Yeah
Man, what's wrong with these niggas?
I'm loadin' the clip and I'm tucking that shit
I ain't f*cking with them
Walk in the spot with a cup in one hand
Boy on lonesome
I don't want nothing with them
Way you was talking shit
Boy I thought you would've shown some
You're talking nothing again
Thought they was gon' be on my side until I'm gone
Ain't none of them here
F*ck all them feelings put blunts in the air
Ride on these niggas den' put em in gear
I gotta go I'm a lil impaired
But right now nigga,
I really don't care
We on the low
Call her my dear,
We making love when we in the bed
Travel the globe
Trips to Madrid
Nigga don't let this shit get to your head
UH, Nigga!
You wasn't there!
I kinda' figured you wouldn't care
They got me twisted like a dread
Nigga don't get left for dead
Got me twisted up babygirl
I swear they got me twisted up
Just tryna get in them guts
Yeah, just tryna f*ck
Bae I got to go
But you got me stuck
Damn
Chase Casey - Go! (feat. YounggDev) Lyrics
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Gotta go
Gotta go
Gotta go
Gotta go
Gotta go
Gotta go
Always on some time of shit (uh) talking my bullshit shit up in the mic
How can I stop this shit, I'm like a crack fein with a pipe (huh)
Always on the mic and I'm going (huh)
No I cant stop this shit for no one
No I cant stop a mix up in my cup
No I cant stop flipping the bag up (up, up, up)
Huh, yeah
Where the f*ck am I huh
At this party and I'm wasting my time
At this party and I'm f*cking it up
What the f*ck are they pouring in my cup?
Gotta go (huh yeah), gotta go (huh)
Gotta go (haha), what, gotta go (ha, ha)
Gotta go, gotta go (ha)
Stones on the wrist and I'm rolling it up
Drinking to much and I'm throwing it up
Looked at my hands and I'm tweaking on up
Looked in the mirror I'm tweaking on up (ha, ha)
Gotta find my way back to the crib,
Shouldn't of never took a ten with a drink (ha , ha)
Waddafuk
Why the f*ck am I here I don't even f*ck with no one, I don't even f*ck with no one
Ha, I don't even f*ck with no one
Always on some time of shit (uh) talking my bullshit shit up in the mic
How can I stop this shit, I'm like a crack fein with a pipe (huh)
Always on the mic and I'm going
Yeah
Always on the mic
I go
Yeah
Always on the mic
I'm gone
Damn
Always on my mic
She grown
Yeah
Man, what's wrong with these niggas?
I'm loadin' the clip and I'm tucking that shit
I ain't f*cking with them
Walk in the spot with a cup in one hand
Boy on lonesome
I don't want nothing with them
Way you was talking shit
Boy I thought you would've shown some
You're talking nothing again
Thought they was gon' be on my side until I'm gone
Ain't none of them here
F*ck all them feelings put blunts in the air
Ride on these niggas den' put em in gear
I gotta go I'm a lil impaired
But right now nigga,
I really don't care
We on the low
Call her my dear,
We making love when we in the bed
Travel the globe
Trips to Madrid
Nigga don't let this shit get to your head
UH, Nigga!
You wasn't there!
I kinda' figured you wouldn't care
They got me twisted like a dread
Nigga don't get left for dead
Got me twisted up babygirl
I swear they got me twisted up
Just tryna get in them guts
Yeah, just tryna f*ck
Bae I got to go
But you got me stuck
Damn
Gotta go
Gotta go
Gotta go
Gotta go
Gotta go
Always on some time of shit (uh) talking my bullshit shit up in the mic
How can I stop this shit, I'm like a crack fein with a pipe (huh)
Always on the mic and I'm going (huh)
No I cant stop this shit for no one
No I cant stop a mix up in my cup
No I cant stop flipping the bag up (up, up, up)
Huh, yeah
Where the f*ck am I huh
At this party and I'm wasting my time
At this party and I'm f*cking it up
What the f*ck are they pouring in my cup?
Gotta go (huh yeah), gotta go (huh)
Gotta go (haha), what, gotta go (ha, ha)
Gotta go, gotta go (ha)
Stones on the wrist and I'm rolling it up
Drinking to much and I'm throwing it up
Looked at my hands and I'm tweaking on up
Looked in the mirror I'm tweaking on up (ha, ha)
Gotta find my way back to the crib,
Shouldn't of never took a ten with a drink (ha , ha)
Waddafuk
Why the f*ck am I here I don't even f*ck with no one, I don't even f*ck with no one
Ha, I don't even f*ck with no one
Always on some time of shit (uh) talking my bullshit shit up in the mic
How can I stop this shit, I'm like a crack fein with a pipe (huh)
Always on the mic and I'm going
Yeah
Always on the mic
I go
Yeah
Always on the mic
I'm gone
Damn
Always on my mic
She grown
Yeah
Man, what's wrong with these niggas?
I'm loadin' the clip and I'm tucking that shit
I ain't f*cking with them
Walk in the spot with a cup in one hand
Boy on lonesome
I don't want nothing with them
Way you was talking shit
Boy I thought you would've shown some
You're talking nothing again
Thought they was gon' be on my side until I'm gone
Ain't none of them here
F*ck all them feelings put blunts in the air
Ride on these niggas den' put em in gear
I gotta go I'm a lil impaired
But right now nigga,
I really don't care
We on the low
Call her my dear,
We making love when we in the bed
Travel the globe
Trips to Madrid
Nigga don't let this shit get to your head
UH, Nigga!
You wasn't there!
I kinda' figured you wouldn't care
They got me twisted like a dread
Nigga don't get left for dead
Got me twisted up babygirl
I swear they got me twisted up
Just tryna get in them guts
Yeah, just tryna f*ck
Bae I got to go
But you got me stuck
Damn
Writer: Tayvon Clarke, Devin Mauro
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid