Gooo lyrics

[Intro: 556zoo]
Big Bragg'
Danube Lane finest, man
Mr. 556
Let's do it
(And I got the Yayo)
Ayy
No rap cap

[Chorus: 556zoo]
If I'm lyin', then I'm flyin' (For real)
Drac' shells, they get to come out that iron (Come here)
Catch an opp down bad, get pressed with that iron (Get pressed)
Give f*ck what you talkin' 'bout, get hit with that nine (For real)
Hopped out, that's lil' bro (Lil' bro)
Catch an opp down bad, send shots at his 'fro (Come here)
b*tch, we in the bricks and we post with a pole (Yah)
b*tch, I ain't from the North, but this sh*t get cold (No cap)

[Verse 1: Yayo105]
Ayy, I'm out the trap with a big four-oh
n*gga spin over here, bet his ass get smoked
These rap n*ggas cap, most of these n*ggas hoes
n*gga runnin' his lip, put a glick to his nose
Why you cuff on that b*tch? I put di*k in her throat
Got lemonade shots, I ain't gotta reload
I'ma hop out a whip, it's some shots at his 'fro
Give a f*ck who you is, I'ma up it and blow
We don't wanna vibe, ayy, we grew up in 'em trenches
n*gga flex, headshot man, frrt gon' blitz him
Drac' got kick and it blow like a whistle
f*ck what you thought, n*gga mug, then I'm hittin'
Wherever I'm at, b*tch, I'm clutchin' my glizzy
I don't f*ck with too many 'cause most n*ggas b*tches
Claim he a stepper, his brother be snitchin'
(When I walk down, I ain't leavin' no witness)
[Chorus: 556zoo]
If I'm lyin', then I'm flyin' (No cap)
Drac' shells, they get to come out that iron (Come here)
Catch an opp down bad, get pressed with that iron (Pressed)
Give f*ck what you talkin' 'bout, get hit with that nine
Hopped out, that's lil' bro (Lil' bro)
Catch an opp down bad, send shots at his 'fro (At his 'fro)
b*tch, we in the bricks and we post with a pole (With a pole)
b*tch, I ain't from the North, but this sh*t get cold (Get cold)

[Verse 2: 556zoo]
Greenlight Gang, b*tch, you know we on go (On go)
Tools send these shots, I ain't trustin' no ho (f*ck it)
Why you cuffin' that thot? Why you lovin' that ho? (For real)
Put my di*k in her mouth just to make me a score (On six)
Gotta keep me a fire 'cause this sh*t'll get risky (No cap)
Try to pull on that lane, pop out, we gon' flip you (Flip)
n*ggas talk to the phones when this sh*t get wicked
No cap, many b*tches still stuck on "No Pity" (No cap)
Glock 19 hit him up, get silly (That n*gga silly)
That n*gga set my way, then my fire gettin' p*ssy (Lil' p*ssy)
He'll post with the tool in the hood, call him Diddy
b*tch speakin' on bro, broad day we spinnin' (We spinnin')
Pull up, fifty-shot round in the glizzy
Triple threat, me, G and Rick, my brick
We'll clear this b*tch out, we'll leave this b*tch empty
Smokin' dead guys and my ass get dizzy (No cap)
[Chorus: 556zoo]
If I'm lyin', then I'm fly
Drac' shells, they get to come out that iron
Catch an opp down bad, get pressed with that iron
Give f*ck what you talkin' 'bout, get hit with that nine
Hopped out, that's lil' bro
Catch an opp down bad, send shots at his 'fro
b*tch, we in the bricks and we post with a pole
b*tch, I ain't from the North, but this sh*t get cold (But this sh*t get cold)