A$AP Rocky – GO! Ft Playboi Carti Lyrics

Album on DON’T BE DUMB

GO! Lyrics
[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
(GRIM!)
Uh, Bottega Veneta my sweater
Got the swish like a navy beretta
I’m a mason in Martin Margielas, nay, I am a stepper (GRIM!)
Ooh, the swag in the king with the reverend (Stack)
Nigga, I chase my endeavors
Chasin’ the cheddar, you think I’ma sweat her? Never
(GRIM!)
There they go, Dalio, there they go (GRIM!)
Audio, Dalio, there they go
Flaquito rapido, adios
Rip on her body, yo
Hoes on my body, yo, ho’ on my patio
Took all my Adderalls
Ate all these mushrooms, I feel likе I’m Mario
What’s with the attitude, what’s the mattеr, yo?
Don’t give my addy out, it’s my finsta too
Don’t give my avi out, where’s your body swole?
Look at your fatty out, what’s the problem, bro?
Go put my baddieout, woah (Pfft)

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
(Yeah)
Run up them M’s (Run it up), I go count up a check
(Run it up, count up a check)
My Glock in that bag (What? Yeah)
Yeah, my bitch in the back (What? Yeah)
Yeah, she blacker than black (Buh)
Yeah, we robbin’ the bank (What?)
Yeah, shawty got ass (Buh-buh)
I smash in the back (Buh)
Yeah, I feel like a G.O.A.T. (I feel like a G.O.A.T., Buh)
Yeah, she know I want K (She feel like a thot, buh)
I play with your ass (I play with your ass, uh)
I play with them racks (Huh)
Yeah, I live what I rap (I live what I rap, buh)
Yeah, what you know about that? (What you know about that?)
My goons, they strapped (My goons they strapped, buh-buh)
My Glock in my lap (My Glock in my lap)
What you talkin’ ’bout? Yeah
Nigga, stop worryin’ ’bout us (Buh, buh)
What you talkin ’bout? Yeah
Nigga, stop talkin’ ’bout us (Yeah)
Gotta move some racks (Buh)
Shawty got guns all day (Buh, yeah)
Ride around with the K (Buh)
Ride around sticks all day (Buh, buh, buh)
Uh, yeah