I’m Goin’ (Solo) lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hello mothaf*cka, hey, hi, how ya durrn'?
It's Weezy F Baby, come to take a sh*t and urine
On the toilet bowl b*tches, pus*y ass n*ggas
Stomping on this beat like a motherf*cking Sigma
Bad to the bristle, hat to the rizzle
I'm so official, all I need is a whistle
b*tch named Crystal, let her suck my pistol
She open up her mouth and then I blow her brains out
You ain't met a n*gga like me, you probably never will
Riders rollin' with me, like 11 wheels
Find out where you livin', kill you in the kitchen
The feds tryin' to clip us, but we ain't even trippin'

[Chorus]
I'm goin' in, I'm goin' in
I'm goin' in, I'm goin' in
And I'ma go hard, and I'ma go hard
And I'ma go hard, and I'ma go hard
b*tch I'm goin' in, I'm goin' in
I'm goin' in, I'm goin' in
And I'ma go hard, and I'ma go hard
And I'ma go hard, and I'ma go hard

[Verse 2]
f*ck f*cking these b*tches
I put on a rubber when I f*cking mean business
Punch a king vision
I see straight through 'em
f*ck how I did 'em
Watch how I'm about to do them
I'mma drag him from the river
Dump his body in the lake
Let the bullets from the K throw a party in your face
Yeah, DJ Extra Clip, so go DJ!
I will kill you on your B-Day
Have a b*tch with twin Glocks
Jump out your cake
Tell her merc 'em, and don’t forget about the safe
We ain’t even walking, we runnin' this sh*t
Like a toilet in a bank I want my money and sh*t
And I call cocaine my Columbian b*tch
And my Columbian b*tch like my Columbian ditch
Get it? Got it? Good, I'm gone
Boy where you going?
You know where I’m going
[Chorus]
I'm goin' in, I'm goin' in
I'm goin' in, I'm goin' in
And I'ma go hard, and I'ma go hard
And I'ma go hard, and I'ma go hard
b*tch I'm goin' in, I'm goin' in
I'm goin' in, I'm goin' in
And I'ma go hard, and I'ma go hard
And I'ma go hard, and I'ma go hard

[Verse 3]
My style, my style, is second to none
So you got to put me on
Like Bonita Applebum
A Tribe Called Quest
A guy called the best
Never lie for less
Cause I stand for more
Young Me
I get it in, yes
I get to the inns like I-N-N
And y'all suite like hotels
And you may be fly but I propel
High Profile, gun no smile
Warn your child, warn your spouse
And I would keep going in but the song's going out
Peace