Go In Lyrics – Hotboy Wes
Singer: Hotboy Wes
Title: Go In
(The hoes love it)
Street n#gg# persona, thuggin’ lonely, I got no friends (No friends)
b#tch say, “Bae, you bet’ not play, f#ck what they say, just go in” (Go in)
Break her back, blow out her cat, rip out her tracks and sew in
That bag gettin’ laid, I blow that Drac’, I bet’ not play, I go in (Go in)
Came grinding off porches (Porches)
Crack rocks, I’m torchin’ (Tochin’)
Drop top on Porsche’s (Skrrt)
Drivin’ like Jeff Gordan (Skrrt)
All white my Forces
Wait for it, don’t force it (Nah)
Broke and b#tchin’ and all of my pics, now I’m poppin’ my sh#t on my porch (Cheese)
You know how I’m livin’, don’t play with my feelings, inside of my head I hear voices (b#tch)
I’m really a savage, I din’t have a daddy, I had to go make me some choices (Choices)
Cashin’ after my dreams, servin’ fiends at a feena (Feena)
n#gg#s can’t even see me, I’m feeling like (n#gg#s can’t see me)
Moved out of Section A, I’m catchin’ plays and pass the demon
The ones who didn’t believe in me, made my mind up, believe it
Gang
Street n#gg# persona, thuggin’ lonely, I got no friends (No friends)
b#tch say, “Bae, you bet’ not play, f#ck what they say, just go in” (Go in)
Break her back, blow out her cat, rip out her tracks and sew in
That bag gettin’ laid, I blow that Drac’, I bet’ not play, I go in (Go in)
Came grinding off porches (Porches)
Crack rocks, I’m torchin’ (Tochin’)
Drop top on Porsche’s (Skrrt)
Drivin’ like Jeff Gordan (Skrrt)
All white my Forces
Wait for it, don’t force it (Nah)
Broke and b#tchin’ and all of my pics, now I’m poppin’ my sh#t on my porch (Cheese)
I ain’t shakin’ no hand, n#gg# gay, gay
I just talked to my dog through a jay pay
All my diamonds hittin’ like a hurricane, make a b#tch holler, “Ay, bae, bae”
I’ma real Crip, got hollow tips and a extra clip on a 8k
In the alley way servin’ straight hard, I’ma post up, f#ck a face card
I’ma ruggish n#gg# in a racecar with a .40 Glock and a AR
If you looking for me, don’t stay far
I’m with the lions, tigers, and apes are
Street n#gg# persona, thuggin’ lonely, I got no friends (No friends)
b#tch say, “Bae, you bet’ not play, f#ck what they say, just go in” (Go in)
Break her back, blow out her cat, rip out her tracks and sew in
That bag gettin’ laid, I blow that Drac’, I bet’ not play, I go in (Go in)
Came grinding off porches (Porches)
Crack rocks, I’m torchin’ (Tochin’)
Drop top on Porsche’s (Skrrt)
Drivin’ like Jeff Gordan (Skrrt)
All white my Forces
Wait for it, don’t force it (Nah)
Broke and b#tchin’ and all of my pics, now I’m poppin’ my sh#t on my porch (Cheese)
(The hoes love it)
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