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hendoo - gotta go lyrics

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[intro: trippie redd]
yeah
told you that b#tch real freaky like

[pre#chorus: trippie redd]
(hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah)
tugging her body and f#ckin’ her throat
she off the molly and she off the dope
this is the trap and them fiends swing the door
door, door, door, door
i get my ms then i gotta go
i get my ms then i gotta go

[chorus: trippie redd]
i get my ms then i gotta go
i get my ms then i gotta go
i get my ms then i gotta go
i get my ms then i gotta go
i get my ms then i gotta go
i get my ms then i gotta go
i get my ms then i gotta go
i get my ms then i gotta go
go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

[verse 1: hendoo]
i gotta go
we got that dope on the floor
we got your ho doing coke
and you know that’s it f#ck 12, free the bros
i might hop out with that glock in my coat
shawty get wet when she see this vlone
soon as she drip i’ma sail like a boat
b#tch, i’m too clean, you can’t touch me
smoking on dope and it’s musty (smoking on dope)
and i got slime in the cut
if i point at you, know he gon’ bust you (you know he gon’ go)
b#tch, i’m a savage and ain’t got no heart
so you know you can’t love me (nah)
right now, i’m in la
but last week, i was in the trap with the junkies (with them junkies)
hundred thousand on a jesus piece
shawty hittin’ my line, tryna link with me
i’m on the menu, she eating me
i’m on the balcony peeking the scenery
we in the trap, got ’em fiending it
saw that grandmama, we f#cked up the kitchen
f#cked up at heart with my mind on a mission
[?] we all get the millions

[pre#chorus: trippie redd]
(hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah)
tugging her body and f#ckin’ her throat
she off the molly and she off the dope
this is the trap and them fiends swing the door
door, door, door, door
i get my ms then i gotta go
i get my ms then i gotta go

[chorus: trippie redd]
i get my ms then i gotta go
i get my ms then i gotta go
i get my ms then i gotta go
i get my ms then i gotta go
i get my ms then i gotta go
i get my ms then i gotta go
i get my ms then i gotta go
i get my ms then i gotta go
go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

[verse 2: 8oo ca$h]
yeah, lil’ baby, let’s just take a flight
i’m in her guts like all d#mn night
[?] that despite
she ride the d#ck, yeah, like a bike
she gave me head, yeah, just like a pipe
she love the gang, yeah, she wanna ride
bust down the chain and put it on ice
diamonds, they shine, yeah, just so nice
needin’ that four, i put it on ice
eating that chow, b#tch, straight with rice
she give me throat, yeah, she on go
she wanna f#ck, yeah, all the bros
i’m in her back and i’m in her throat
i’m smackin’ her ass, she throwing up fours
she repping the gang, she know how it goes

[pre#chorus: trippie redd]
(hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah)
tugging her body and f#ckin’ her throat
she off the molly and she off the dope
this is the trap and them fiends swing the door
door, door, door, door
i get my ms then i gotta go
i get my ms then i gotta go

[chorus: trippie redd]
i get my ms then i gotta go
i get my ms then i gotta go
i get my ms then i gotta go
i get my ms then i gotta go
i get my ms then i gotta go
i get my ms then i gotta go
i get my ms then i gotta go
i get my ms then i gotta go
go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go



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