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go stupid remix - ryja lyrics

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[hook 1: ryja]

i hop on the beat i ain’t showin no mercy, you try me i’m goin straight stupid
i ain’t making no love to you, i ain’t no lover lil b*tch and my name is not cupid
we push up with sticks, we get active have his ass walking like he was fruity (oh he g*y)
and i’m geeked off the runts, got ?? yeah i’m just feeling lil looney
i caught a opp lacking he sh*t a lil brick, that lil n*gga d*mn near pooted (p*ssy)
n*gga having pressure we chasing them racks, yeah we just really be cooling (on god)
but if you wanna take it there, we can take it, nah i’m not scared of you b*tch (no cap)
catch him at a red light, hit him with the pole now we have his ass lit, okay

[verse 1: ryja]

glock .45 with a beam, f*ck n*gga can’t hang with my team
lifestyle crazy sh*t feel like a dream
and i’m sipping on the act got me wanting me to lean
my favorite thing to do is to serve them fiends
got some junkies on the block tryna buy them some green
send them packs like a plane, vvss in my chain
these n*ggas can’t hang boy you is not gang

[verse 2: fredgottit]

these n*ggas can’t hang with the gang, all my n*ggas they mean and they bite like piranhas (let’s go, let’s go)
i’m a young thug and i be with gunnas, my n*ggas they drippin money come in bundles
boy you a b*tch juwanna (b*tch)
we having sticks and commas
and just like a phone get hit up, and just like yo daddy lil boy you get beat up
one seven be the gang, any other n*ggas lame
you reach for my sh*t, leave a stain
i ain’t taking pictures my n*gga we shooting and we empty clips like a movie (uhuh)
and i like how she throwing it back, she be looking at me while i’m smacking her booty
i can’t cuff that lil b*tch she a freak and i don’t got no time to be catching no cooties
gang

[verse 3: twowaydraco]

on gang
b*tch it’s young draco and freddy with one seven gang
n*gga from 1100 block to the west side my n*ggas go stupid, we goin insane
n*gga we got sticks, k’s, choppas, poles b*tch
n*gga run up on gang he get knocked back, if we catch a opp lacking he done stupid (gang)
b*tch i’m in the trap getting active, it’s jumping like jordan, that b*tch doin numbers (on gang)
b*tch i been getting active, don’t play with that boy
n*ggas know i been with it, shoot sh*t up for fun
i can’t hang with you f*ck n*ggas, i can not do that
i’m tryna get these lil racks up
and i know you lil n*ggas be capped up
say it’s smoke with the gang, get to clapping sh*t up like a pastor

[hook 2: ryja]

i hop on the beat i ain’t showin no mercy, you try me i’m goin straight stupid
i ain’t making no love to you, i ain’t no lover lil b*tch and my name is not cupid
we push up with sticks, we get active have his ass walking like he was fruity (oh he g*y)
and i’m geeked off the runts, got ?? yeah i’m just feeling lil looney
i caught a opp lacking he sh*t a lil brick, that lil n*gga d*mn near pooted (p*ssy)
n*gga having pressure we chasing them racks, yeah we just really be cooling (on god)
but if you wanna take it there, we can take it, nah i’m not scared of you b*tch (no cap)
catch him at a red light, hit him with the pole now we have his ass lit, okay

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