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ysb nonstop - gotta go lyrics

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(it’s nonstop)
(let’s go)
(okay, i f-ck with this beat)

gotta, gotta, know, where we at an’ where we finna go
gotta hot thot, she finna blow, alla the homies, you already know
chasin’ the gold, ain’t got no silver in my home
number one, every day, i got steak on my plate
makin’ my pay, so you know i ain’t fake, ay

(chorus)
gotta, gotta, go, ain’t got time, for none of these hoes
gotta, gotta, gold, trophy in my home, so i know i’m the pro
gotta, gotta, ghost, smokin’ that hash an’ i’m makin’ that cash
(gotta, gotta, go) x3

(verse 1)
ain’t f-ckin’ with police, cuz they all the same
ain’t f-ckin’ with politics, make my own change

got a big body, little, frame
alla these hoes they be lookin’ the same
alla these hoes they be givin’ me brain
sendin’ the music, and gettin’ the fame

from one to a hundred, like look at these gains
they shootin’ my way, i don’t feel any pain

shootin’ my way, you do nothin’ but miss
i’m shootin’ your way an’ i’m f-ckin’ your b-tch
i’m f-ckin’ your b-tch an’ i’m givin’ her back
can’t love on hoe, i’m in love with these stacks

i got all these racks, i got all this cash
you ain’t bringin’ match cuz your hoe be attached
make on my own so i don’t have to steal
makin’ the bills, p-ssy look like a meal

spendin’ this cash an’ it’s comin’ right back
tell her come home like she look like a snack
ain’t focused on b-tches, my eyes on the bag
i’m real, don’t be fakin, you know that’s a fact

i’m right on my game, ain’t got nothin’ to lose
because it’s insured, and you know that it’s true
i got all these green, got no time to sing blues
(yeah)

(chorus)
gotta, gotta, go, ain’t got time, for none of these hoes
gotta, gotta, gold, trophy in my home, so i know i’m the pro
gotta, gotta, ghost, smokin’ that hash an’ i’m makin’ that cash
(gotta, gotta, go) x3

(verse 2)
you go to work while i work on my flow
i’m lazy, you’re crazy, you already know
i’m makin’ that music an’ watchin’ it grow
f-ckin’ a hoe an’ i p-ss to my bro

we love it, we coolin’, i’m chillin’, i’m groovin
i’m doin’ the sh-t that you with you were doin’
i’m movin’, and money just just come out the tap
started with me, an’ it ends with a rap

gotta, gotta, go, never going home, on my own
never, gonna, slow, makin’ the dough, i’m bakin, you already know

- ysb nonstop lyrics

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