lirik lagu gone on tour – baby jamo
[intro]
call me wop (tr*tr*tr*tr*trapdanny on the beat)
glock 17 stepper, what? (h*h*hey maxo, this a hit)
hey free giz, free woah
hey free shiesty free lil’ o (this is petro gang)
[chorus]
yeah i’m doing shows and my youngings gone on tour
soon as we hit the opps, younging you better pop that door, uh
when you shoot that glock, or that drac’ make sure he hit the floor
youngings really dumb as sh*t with redrum with no remorse
i ain’t beefing with him got a [?]
and i’m blowing that ‘vette ain’t no motherf*cking hemi
glock 17 stuffed with thirty, you could call me [?]
remy boyz i’m just too icy
them opp n*ggas rapping they ain’t nothing like me
go out the feds i’m standing tall if a n*gga was short like a motherf*cking [?]
[verse]
put a check on his head and i do it like nike
and i’m back in my realm and i got in my flow
got a couple shhh and i ran up a check can’t wife no ho
if i f*ck with the b*tch, yeah i’m turning her up she know i’m gon’ blow
just came home i don’t f*ck with them b*tches my ho days over i’m back in my glow
i’m wearing dior i ain’t loving dior
she popping her p*ssy that b*tch is a wh0re
gunna be catching them bags, then he getting him gone that sh*t [?]
i’m in something fast and this sh*t go “room”
i’m in something fast [?] something go “boom”
feel like i’m college when i’m on that [?] i go in my dorm
just took me a l i’m still having paper
don’t get it f*cked up i’ll still [?]
a n*gga tried to get on tall wall, man i gave him a [?]
yeah i be rapping i swear i’m not faking
try to take this route and i swear you won’t—
try to take this route and i swear you won’t make it
and i’m [?] i feel like i’m jason
yeah i’m only twenty and these b*tches know i ain’t no kid
n*gga i catch me a, n*gga i catch me a shhh and do me a bid
and i f*ck with the ref you know this sh*t rigged
when i’m in that field i feel like i’m [?]
yeah i’m hoodrich i feel like josh allen i ran up my bills
[chorus]
yeah i’m doing shows and my youngings gone on tour
soon as we hit the opps, younging you better pop that door, uh
when you shoot that glock, or that drac’ make sure he hit the floor
youngings really dumb as sh*t with redrum with no remorse
i ain’t beefing with him got a [?]
and i’m blowing that ‘vette ain’t no motherf*cking hemi
glock 17 stuffed with thirty, you could call me [?]
remy boyz i’m just too icy
them opp n*ggas rapping they ain’t nothing like me
go out the feds i’m standing tall if a n*gga was short like a motherf*cking [?]
[outro]
hey tall wall
go, go
man
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