Unreleased archive entry

GO GO (.38 Special)

Juice WRLD

GO GO (.38 Special) lyrics

Intro Turn me way up turn me way up way up DY Krazy Put on my headphones Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah NLMB 150 Dream Team 999 Huh huh huh huh huh   Verse 1 Anything you do I can do better Pull up stuntin no matter the weather If she want the D know that she know she gotta bring her lil amiga I fuck em together Mix the Rick with the Raf on the jacket thats clever Raf Simons pockets hold my heavy metal Remember I was toting the 38 special Stoned to the bone was a 5 star rebel She wanna fuck I might let her Gotta be a ten I wont settle But first she gotta eat wifey out I wanna see if she can get on our level When I stopped doing Xans hit a whole nother level Started doing Percs looked in the mirror saw the Devil Fam like Slow down need to stop it fella Why Still count millions like Rockefeller Nah Im finna marry my bae But Im cheatin on bae with the bank Oh Triple 9 General Im top rank Breaking down minerals smokin on stank All these pictures that I paint come from visions in my brain Yeah pop pills til Ill faint closet look like NRA Baby that blackout PS3 get you wetter than a sprinkler a tub or a sink Im a champion most of these niggas be fake mannequin My gun got hungry so it ate like sandwiches Get your head took off Off my accuracy is great cant handle it Took his head off of his shoulders dismantled it They couldnt tell it was him cause of the damages Fuck nigga Chorus Nah nah nah nah nah Go go bitch Nah nah nah Go go bitch baow Nah nah nah Go go bitch baow Nah nah nah Go bitch keep goin keep goin Nah nah nah Go go bitch baow Nah nah nah Go go bitch baow keep goin Nah nah nah Bitch bitch go go baow bitch   Verse 2 I work so hard for myself diamonds I bought bling huh No Im not Latin but gang gang baby I guess Im a damn king I walk in the building and say and do what I want Niggas aint doing a damn thing Get in the way get sprayed like mace Sheesh So Ive been doin my damn thing Thank God I dont gotta move birds I still stay flyer than birds Wings Shoot em Larry Bird you lucky if we on the same team Loyalty I can not switch sides for all my niggas Im ridin Through the high and low tides surfin and glidin Soul searchin survivin I heat up the climate Brrt grrah I dont wanna be shh quiet Gon suppress my gun make it silent Mixin Biscotti and Runtz I been flyin Im a dog Rottweiler aint no one on ones we dogpilin Hundred round drums if you cant calm down yet Chorus Nah nah nah nah nah Go go bitch Nah nah nah Go go bitch baow Nah nah nah Go go bitch baow Nah nah nah Go bitch keep goin keep goin Nah nah nah Go go bitch baow Nah nah nah Go go bitch baow keep goin Nah nah nah Bitch bitch go go baow bitch