[Intro: Esco]

Homicide Boys shit man, y'all know what the fuck it is man

Yeah, ayy Goon, ayy Goon, ayy Reekk, ayy Chapo

[Chorus: Esco & Goonew]

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

I got the drop, nigga we gotta go

Three knocks then we kickin' that door

Sweet lick, nigga fuck it, let's go

Gettin' dough but I need me some more

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

Chef Curry with the shot, I'ma score

Whippin' straight drop so I lost about four

Run in your trap, nigga get on that floor

Gettin' money, fuck your bitch then I go

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

[Verse 1: Esco]

Just copped me a Diddy Bop, 'bout to Milly Rock

Sixteen zips and they came in the Ziploc

Your bitch eat the dick up, she wearin' that lipgloss

Seven-six-twos make 'em jump like Kris Kross

Hundred bands, say ugh nigga, Rick Ross

Fuckin' your bitch off the percs, I don't get soft

Beefin' 'bout her, tell that lil' boy to get lost

Gucci scarf, Gucci belt, Gucci flip-flops

It's not a Rollie, why the fuck that bitch tick tock?

Chopper take back your head like a tee top

Trappin' all day in the snow or the raindrop

Antidepressants, they makin' the pain stop

Gettin' this money nigga, and I can't stop

Hollow tips and they rip through your tank top

Blood stains on the wall like a paint job

Cheech on the beat so you know that bitch crank hard

[Chorus: Esco & Goonew]

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

I got the drop, nigga we gotta go

Three knocks then we kickin' that door

Sweet lick, nigga fuck it, let's go

Gettin' dough but I need me some more

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

Chef Curry with the shot, I'ma score

Whippin' straight drop so I lost about four

Run in your trap, nigga get on that floor

Gettin' money, fuck your bitch then I go

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

[Verse 2: Money Reekk]

I get that work, gotta go

Movin' Diddy, I swear shit never slow

Pourin' up lines, boy I sip by the four

In the trap whippin' up like a chef on the stove

If I call up Goon, it's a murder she wrote

Get that gas fast, got Supreme on me though

Movin' whole things, get the drop from the boat (Go, go)

I got ounces of gas and it's goin' for the low

Five bands on me, posted up at the store

Got a K by the door and chopstick on the floor

Dirt cheap, get that bag for the low

Auntie in the back and she testin' the blow

Ho empty yourself and get the dough

Glock-23 and that bitch came with the pole

Gettin' P's, I remember I started with O's

[Chorus: Esco & Goonew]

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

I got the drop, nigga we gotta go

Three knocks then we kickin' that door

Sweet lick, nigga fuck it, let's go

Gettin' dough but I need me some more

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

Chef Curry with the shot, I'ma score

Whippin' straight drop so I lost about four

Run in your trap, nigga get on that floor

Gettin' money, fuck your bitch then I go

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

[Verse 3: Goonew]

I'm Goonrich so I fuck up the bowl

I got a bad bitch and she twerk on the pole

Eighty in the cut and it shoot with the pole

Junkies they come and they break down the door (Hey junkie)

Finessed and remixed for a four

I hop out the Benzo and score

I got the AR with the scope

I got a bad bitch, pretty toes

Shoot for Cheecho, let it blow

I'm from the creek nigga, the hole

Drinkin' on Wockhardt, pour a four

You sippin' on Bel-Air, you broke

Fuckin' your bitch, my main ho

Whippin' up bird, these cracker dope

Catch me a body then I score

Sippin' on Hi-Tech, that's that dope

[Chorus: Esco & Goonew]

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

I got the drop, nigga we gotta go

Three knocks then we kickin' that door

Sweet lick, nigga fuck it, let's go

Gettin' dough but I need me some more

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

Chef Curry with the shot, I'ma score

Whippin' straight drop so I lost about four

Run in your trap, nigga get on that floor

Gettin' money, fuck your bitch then I go

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

[Verse 4: Cell Chapo]

My money in bundles like your bitch weave

I'm in the foreign racin', Need for Speed

Pull up curb serves, I got what you need

I got this gas and this shit gotta go

I sip the red and I pour by the four

Esco with the TEC, he shoot, he gon' score

Twenty band move, ask you you want more

Supreme on my feet when I kick in your door

I'm whippin' up chicken, the traphouse is reekin'

I'm fuckin' your bitch and her pussy is leakin'

OG gas bag and I swear this shit reek

I'm poppin' these xans 'cause I swear I'm not sleep

I'm mister BP, used to trap every season

These niggas they mad and they hate for no reason

I miss my brother, it feel like I'm bleedin'

So I gotta get it and go

[Chorus: Esco & Goonew]

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

I got the drop, nigga we gotta go

Three knocks then we kickin' that door

Sweet lick, nigga fuck it, let's go

Gettin' dough but I need me some more

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

Chef Curry with the shot, I'ma score

Whippin' straight drop so I lost about four

Run in your trap, nigga get on that floor

Gettin' money, fuck your bitch then I go

Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go