GOING2HELL Lyrics

Yea, Yea (Young Morii in the street)

Huh. Huh

Yea, Yea

Yea, Yea

I'm so lit, I'm fucked up, Pour the drink up in my cup

If I wanna do something then I will

Imma do what I want then I'm going to hell

It's not about what you say, Wanna say something say it to me

We ain't waiting we doing this today

Wanna press me then imma let that shit spray

Talking about me I knew it, Like bitch you know I ain't stupid

But when I live, God damn I'm clueless, And when we with the gang we ruthless

He a little snitch, I'll call him Judas, He don't wanna live right, He refuses

I don't really care I just wanna do this, Sipping on different liquor like it's juices

Holdup, Fuck, Roll the blunt

Down for whatever, Just say when, Same shit different day, Here we go again

Holdup bruh, She taste like bubblegum

Close your eyes it'll be over in ten, Imma chill for a bit then Imma hit the pen

Getting nauseous, Imma green, Got fucked up vision, LSD

Yea we don't play we got 19s, Imma make him look like that bitch in scream

She stalk my accounts that I own, Like I took those pics and that's why I post

Say it to my face but no words spoke, Damn you look like you just seen a ghost

I'm so lit, I'm fucked up, Pour the drink up in my cup

If I wanna do something then I will

Imma do what I want then I'm going to hell

It's not about what you say, Wanna say something say it to me

We ain't waiting we doing this today

Wanna press me then imma let that shit spray

Yea I'm way to fucking lit, I hear that one guy beat his bitch

Now what we take they not just flicks, This Glock leaving everyone high as shit

Took a bowl and imma geek, I took to much cause imma green

Got psychedelic's, DMT, Gonna pop my shrooms and then smoke my weed

I'm fucking tripping, Hell yeah, My right hand man yea he don't care

You talking down he gon' let it bang, You ain't slick when you talk, No you ain't

She a little freak like what you wanna do, I'm bout to jump in, I'm going in pursuit

Like where we going now and who about to scoop, Just don't give a fuck you got nothing to lose

Lets get it, Lets go, She on the down low

Everyone saying she a hoe, But I'm way to high so I don't even know

Ay yea that's my bro, Way to up yea imma throw

This drink and weed is how I cope, Why that bitch so hella cold

I'm so lit, I'm fucked up, Pour the drink up in my cup

If I wanna do something then I will

Imma do what I want then I'm going to hell

It's not about what you say, Wanna say something say it to me

We ain't waiting we doing this today

Wanna press me then imma let that shit spray

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