Music Video

Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Headie One
Headie One
Stimme und Gesang
Rv
Rv
Stimme und Gesang
Konan
Konan
Stimme und Gesang
Krept
Krept
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Irving Adjei
Irving Adjei
Songwriter:in
Casyo Johnson
Casyo Johnson
Songwriter:in
Karl Wilson
Karl Wilson
Songwriter:in
Jordan Townsend
Jordan Townsend
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Sykes Beats
Sykes Beats
Produzent:in
Ghosty
Ghosty
Produzent:in
Tyrell Paul
Tyrell Paul
Mischtechniker:in
Kevin Tuffy
Kevin Tuffy
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Will Lite
Will Lite
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Lewi White
Lewi White
Aufnahmeingenieur:in

Lyrics

Let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go Fill up the car, let's go (Let's go, let's go) Bro got the real weight all you gotta do is make sure the Dubz get home (Turn, turn, turn, turn) Man gotta keep it street cah the Opps ain't on they 'trol (On they 'trol) But live in the flesh, they know (They know) You ain't ever have to bring the big ting on stage, Big Narstie Show Fill up the car, let's go (Let's go, let's go) Bro got the real weight All you gotta do is make sure the dubz get home (One) Man gotta keep it street cah the Opps ain't on they 'trol (On they 'trol) But live in the flesh, they know (They know) You ain't ever have to bring the big Ting on stage, Big Narstie Show (Turn) Bro won the Golden Boot from back when that cup was Carling Fiends dem callin', invest in waps Fill up that cartridge, cause some carnage Opp boys finna kill my vibe, come back with a bang like Karla I used to keep that dots in a wardrobe You would think I was tryna send it Narnia Got this beef under wrap, I don't know 'bout naan bread He got plastered tryna shave man's wig Like I'm tryna give man bald head Still do it in a dings, they buggin' if they think it's comin' out one day Cold one like Maya Jama, they don't want this storm Bought a new Nina, they come with corn Bro wanna go halves on a tool, I told him it's cool, I'll get my own All I know is keepin' it real, I can never sell out like my headline show This bad B thinks that I blew cah she Look at my shoe and it's red, my sole My Rambo comes in a duo, me and Headie, Krept and Cones My girl said, "let someone else go mash that work, why always you?" How many times have I saw them yutes And cheffed man quick like gourmet food Any time that I run man down, I'm pissed when they get away I hope one of them trips, no Ella Mai Fill up the car, let's go (Let's go, let's go) Bro got the real weight All you gotta do is make sure the Dubz get home (Turn, turn, turn, turn) Man gotta keep it street cah the Opps ain't on they 'trol (On they 'trol) But live in the flesh, they know (They know) You ain't ever have to bring the big ting on stage, Big Narstie Show Fill up the car, let's go (Let's go, let's go) Bro got the real weight All you gotta do is make sure the dubz get home (One) Man gotta keep it street cah the Opps ain't on they 'trol (On they 'trol) But live in the flesh, they know (They know) You ain't ever have to bring the big Ting on stage, Big Narstie Show (Turn) Man get the drop on his home True fizz, just know gang went there Blood on the floor, red carpet, had my man doing up Premier Heard you got robbed for your grub That food a Ghana, Fufu and Kenkey Can't take a bloodclart setback boy Get chop in ah bloodclart head back Man ain't got halo's Sideman done him in the main road Couple of my goons Nigerian Fuck around, you can lay ghost Stuck it on them That gyal bruck it and bend If broski run up on them, they're giving up suttin' like lead Sixteen, bought me a MAC Mum should've bought me a iPod Just linked Femz on the hill Bro's tryna take off high tops Went jail, nuffin's improving Get a young buck and recruit him Little bro never wears boot cuts But he'll have you cuttin' from bootings Big fists in your funny face Had to tell KD put the gun away Dick give your sister a tummy ache They say life's short but my money ain't This Fendi jumper's a one away Big tool on my brudda's waist Can't come 'round, go the other way Fill up the car, let's go (Let's go, let's go) Bro got the real weight All you gotta do is make sure the Dubz get home (Turn, turn, turn, turn) Man gotta keep it street cah the Opps ain't on they 'trol (On they 'trol) But live in the flesh, they know (They know) You ain't ever have to bring the big ting on stage, Big Narstie Show Fill up the car, let's go (Let's go, let's go) Bro got the real weight All you gotta do is make sure the dubz get home (One) Man gotta keep it street cah the Opps ain't on they 'trol (On they 'trol) But live in the flesh, they know (They know) You ain't ever have to bring the big Ting on stage, Big Narstie Show (Turn)
Writer(s): Casyo Valentine Johnson, Karl Dominic Wilson, Irving Ampofo Adjei, Jordan Craig Townsend, Jordan Dean Henry, Ghosty Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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