Let Go Lyrics

Run to the dough yo pockets looking slim bih go sell you some dope

I need some more I'm so tender bout Eb I can't let go

I love the hoe 308's ate his face heard doc ran outta hope

Bows for the low zo3 super fast this bih fuck up the road

Brodie ass got hit up in that cat he lost all nine lives

Execution style we don't drive bys

Choppa clap like high fives

Glock turn that white tee ti dye

We got the drop Shiid I'll drive

They spoke on P they all died

Don't Hit my phone about a bitch

Talk tough online end up a Vic

Every time the police call my momma phone somebody hit

You homie died tryna be a thug Youn wanna be like him

Up and fire can't ball a fist

AR pistol I'll hang out the window do his ass like Rick

Honestly I need a perky drank and weed this shit not working

I can't spare a nigga bitch cause if it's me then ain't no mercy

I was high for two months straight almost believed that she wouldn't hurt me

But I deserve it

The opps be rapping but in real life look what we doin to em

Bro ass hit my phone talm bout it's smoke can't wait to run into em

I been treating hoes like finish lines shit I been running thru em

Run to the dough yo pockets looking slim bih go sell you some dope

I need some more I'm so tender bout Eb I can't let go

I love the hoe 308's ate his face heard doc ran outta hope

Bows for the low zo3 super fast this bih fuck up the road

Brodie ass got hit up in that cat he lost all nine lives

Execution style we don't drive bys

Choppa clap like high fives

Glock turn that white tee ti dye

We got the drop Shiid I'll drive

They spoke on P they all died