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On Go Video (MV)




Performed By: Dione Levoe
Language: English
Length: 4:55
Written by: Brandon Boyd




Dione Levoe - On Go Lyrics




Gorilla my niggas don't play with my folks
That's all you should know
I took a fish out the water
And gave it some life
Got me feeling like Jesus
But not on the low
I use to window shop
I feel like Chris Rock
I got a price on a boat
I ain't even wanna get money
Get me a bag and water my neck
It's a show
Gorilla my niggas don't play with my folks
That's all you should know
I took a fish out the water
And gave it some life
Got me feeling like Jesus
But not on the low
I use to window shop
I feel like Chris Rock
I got a price on a boat
I ain't even wanna get money
Get me a bag and water my neck
It's show

Really on go
Really on go
Really on go
Really on go
Get to a check
Like YMM Lax
Don't play wit my dude
Get hit wit the four
Bad ass bih trying to hit
Like Keke
I feel like TC
Flex on a hoe
I get the money like 24/7 now
I got the 7's up
7inner my bro
I took that lil biddie
Straight to my fantasy
YMM Fantasy already know
All of these niggas
They know they can't
Stand wit me
I feel like Stan Lee
R.I.P Goat
I feel like Magic these niggas can't
Handle me
I got the mans with me
He just might blow
I got the guys with me
Bih pull the stats up numbers don't lie to me
This shit on go

Gorilla my niggas don't play with my folks
That's all you should know
I took a fish out the water
And gave it some life
Got me feeling like Jesus
But not on the low
I use to window shop
I feel like Chris Rock
I got a price on a boat
I ain't even wanna get money
Get me a bag and water my neck
It's a show

Keep it on go
Keep it on go
Keep it on go
Keep it on go
That shit be everyday
Fye on me stinging
Like jetray
ABCD
I got a SK
I just be flexing with bands
Flexing on purpose like any day
Pockets on me they be heavyweight
Diamonds be hitting up every weight
Get me regardless like anyways
I pull that trigger like hamstrings
I'm on your tv like Larry King
Pussy rapper trying to diss with me
I ain't even know he was a thing
Real niggas don't exist no more
Oh wait except me
OT I don't need that shit
Balling so hard
Got 6 rings
I took a break for a little bit
Hoe sucking my dick
That's your little bih
Feel like a squirrel I go nuts on these bitches
But when she take it she don't nibble it
I got to draw the line I got to scribble it
Got a lil glock with about 6 in it
Shooter like Klay little the dribbling
Open your door or lil bitch I'm kicking it
My niggas so official like the ref mane
My niggas so official like the ref mane
My niggas so official like the ref mane

My niggas so official like the ref mane
They might beat his ass
Just to take his name
Got a twin glock to that nigga brain
It's family feud it's that type of game
I'm at your shit like a side by
I'm at your shit like a driveby
He talking crazy like why why
Got bars connect the WiFi
Hit up his blindside
Red on his shirt
That shit look like tie die
Eehhehhummm
He trying to stop
Like his throat dry
I'm with the yang I'm the fly guy
Just left Japan wit my yang
Diamonds they bite they got fangs
I'm in the lamb watch it change
I just might cut off the brain
I'm in the cut Cassandra Cain
Hunnits they blue don't bang
Fye on me just like Kane
Sticks like G.I. Joe
Bad bih G.I. Jane
Poured up some of that drank
Uh yeah
Poured up some of that drank
Diamonds on me anime
I just can't explain
Shit just ain't the same
I'mma free slave
But I'm still wearing
All my chains
I ain't studding these
Pussy ass niggas
Just like bleach man
Yeah they stains
Shit just don't be adding up
Like why these niggas hate
Maybe I be doing shit
And they mad cause they really ain't
Who forgot to tell these niggas
Young Levoe is just not sane
Diamonds on me different colors
Bob Ross with the f*cking paint
Patek on me flooding
Underwater Hurricane
Yeah
I'm in the back of the Bach now
Folks in the back had laughed at my face
They want to hop on a track now
But wasn't y'all like I didn't have taste
Greedy nigga yeah I'm trying to win
Don't really care if shit ain't a race
I got to fight for my place
Really don't be stressing
My own city don't show love
If you want yo clout
You probably getting yo grave dug
I came to my senses
Cause I really had enough
Got my shit together
Now these niggas be my rug
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English

Gorilla my niggas don't play with my folks
That's all you should know
I took a fish out the water
And gave it some life
Got me feeling like Jesus
But not on the low
I use to window shop
I feel like Chris Rock
I got a price on a boat
I ain't even wanna get money
Get me a bag and water my neck
It's a show
Gorilla my niggas don't play with my folks
That's all you should know
I took a fish out the water
And gave it some life
Got me feeling like Jesus
But not on the low
I use to window shop
I feel like Chris Rock
I got a price on a boat
I ain't even wanna get money
Get me a bag and water my neck
It's show

Really on go
Really on go
Really on go
Really on go
Get to a check
Like YMM Lax
Don't play wit my dude
Get hit wit the four
Bad ass bih trying to hit
Like Keke
I feel like TC
Flex on a hoe
I get the money like 24/7 now
I got the 7's up
7inner my bro
I took that lil biddie
Straight to my fantasy
YMM Fantasy already know
All of these niggas
They know they can't
Stand wit me
I feel like Stan Lee
R.I.P Goat
I feel like Magic these niggas can't
Handle me
I got the mans with me
He just might blow
I got the guys with me
Bih pull the stats up numbers don't lie to me
This shit on go

Gorilla my niggas don't play with my folks
That's all you should know
I took a fish out the water
And gave it some life
Got me feeling like Jesus
But not on the low
I use to window shop
I feel like Chris Rock
I got a price on a boat
I ain't even wanna get money
Get me a bag and water my neck
It's a show

Keep it on go
Keep it on go
Keep it on go
Keep it on go
That shit be everyday
Fye on me stinging
Like jetray
ABCD
I got a SK
I just be flexing with bands
Flexing on purpose like any day
Pockets on me they be heavyweight
Diamonds be hitting up every weight
Get me regardless like anyways
I pull that trigger like hamstrings
I'm on your tv like Larry King
Pussy rapper trying to diss with me
I ain't even know he was a thing
Real niggas don't exist no more
Oh wait except me
OT I don't need that shit
Balling so hard
Got 6 rings
I took a break for a little bit
Hoe sucking my dick
That's your little bih
Feel like a squirrel I go nuts on these bitches
But when she take it she don't nibble it
I got to draw the line I got to scribble it
Got a lil glock with about 6 in it
Shooter like Klay little the dribbling
Open your door or lil bitch I'm kicking it
My niggas so official like the ref mane
My niggas so official like the ref mane
My niggas so official like the ref mane

My niggas so official like the ref mane
They might beat his ass
Just to take his name
Got a twin glock to that nigga brain
It's family feud it's that type of game
I'm at your shit like a side by
I'm at your shit like a driveby
He talking crazy like why why
Got bars connect the WiFi
Hit up his blindside
Red on his shirt
That shit look like tie die
Eehhehhummm
He trying to stop
Like his throat dry
I'm with the yang I'm the fly guy
Just left Japan wit my yang
Diamonds they bite they got fangs
I'm in the lamb watch it change
I just might cut off the brain
I'm in the cut Cassandra Cain
Hunnits they blue don't bang
Fye on me just like Kane
Sticks like G.I. Joe
Bad bih G.I. Jane
Poured up some of that drank
Uh yeah
Poured up some of that drank
Diamonds on me anime
I just can't explain
Shit just ain't the same
I'mma free slave
But I'm still wearing
All my chains
I ain't studding these
Pussy ass niggas
Just like bleach man
Yeah they stains
Shit just don't be adding up
Like why these niggas hate
Maybe I be doing shit
And they mad cause they really ain't
Who forgot to tell these niggas
Young Levoe is just not sane
Diamonds on me different colors
Bob Ross with the f*cking paint
Patek on me flooding
Underwater Hurricane
Yeah
I'm in the back of the Bach now
Folks in the back had laughed at my face
They want to hop on a track now
But wasn't y'all like I didn't have taste
Greedy nigga yeah I'm trying to win
Don't really care if shit ain't a race
I got to fight for my place
Really don't be stressing
My own city don't show love
If you want yo clout
You probably getting yo grave dug
I came to my senses
Cause I really had enough
Got my shit together
Now these niggas be my rug
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Writer: Brandon Boyd
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