I Gotta Go Lyrics

Look at my wrist, this is light

Lil bitch, this is slight

Mixing the Wock with the Sprite

Pull out a pole, we don't fight

I tell that bitch what I like

That bitch do whatever I like

Ride on the dick like a bike

Stacking the cash, it got height

New model lil bitch, she got height

I get on the stage and get hype

It's 100k for a show

She hate when I'm on the road

Jump in the Hellcat it go

I jump in the Hellcat it (phew)

I jump in the Hellcat it go

Smoke on the whew then I float

Wearing all white like the pope

I'm wearing Off-White like the pope

Now I gotta go

Tell me who you know

At all of my shows

I seen that bitch, yes

At all of my shows

Want fuck me and my bros

I'm like "ok, let's go"

"Ok, let's go"

She got clingy, let go

No I am not slow (nah)

See I'm out of state

She want count up my dough

Lil baby, she count up my dough

(Hold on)

She want all my dough

Nah, I gotta go

Tell me who you know

Tell me how you know them

Tell me how you know

Nah, I gotta go