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Still On Go

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[Intro - low spoken, slurred ad-libs, dark bounce] Uh Yeah 902 Ayy [Hook - chant melodic, dragged ends, hard Southern bounce] Still on go, still on go Fo’ deep when we hit that road Two woods lit, one cup cold Whole truck smell like straight-up smoke Still on go, still on go Head low, but my neck on froze Phone keep jumpin’, I dead them hoes All gas, no brakes, just play yo’ role [Verse 1 - tight pocket, blunt talk-rap, clipped endings] Who that is? Don’t get too close Bro in the back, he don’t crack no jokes I was dead broke, tryna keep shit float Now they act gang, but I know they broke Rain came down, we still slid out No handouts, had to figure shit out Now when I step, whole room turn ’Cause they know damn well what we built ’bout She want time, I ain’t got none Whole lot miles in a hot-ass month Used to curve me when I walked on foot Now she wanna slide when the racks done come Don’t pop it off if you won’t stand on it Too much cap, I can read that on ’em Them boys get real damn quiet quick Soon as this truck pull up on ’em [Post-Hook - half-sung chant, airy doubles] Still on go Still on go Same day-ones, that’s all I know Same two lanes, then back that road [Hook - chant melodic, bigger doubles] Still on go, still on go Fo’ deep when we hit that road Two woods lit, one cup cold Whole truck smell like straight-up smoke Still on go, still on go Head low, but my neck on froze Phone keep jumpin’, I dead them hoes All gas, no brakes, just play yo’ role [Verse 2 - more aggressive, talk-rap bounce, short punches] Quick store run, then back outside No long talk, just pass that fire Blue lights hit in the rear one time Bro said chill, I told him I’m straight Old ho mad, I left shit there New bankroll in the right back chair Whole lot boys want in right now But they weren’t ’round when the fridge sat bare I know pain, I don’t sing ’bout it I know hate, I don’t tweet ’bout it I just ride with the same lil’ circle Keep shit tight, don’t speak ’bout it No fake posts, no fake flex No fake smoke through a lame-ass text If it’s up, then say that now If it ain’t, quit bangin’ your chest [Bridge - lower chant, spaced, mean] Still on go when the sun drop low Still on go when the wind blow cold Still on go, that’s just how it go Whole gang move when that word get sent [Final Hook - biggest energy, doubled lead, rough ad-libs] Still on go, still on go Fo’ deep when we hit that road Two woods lit, one cup cold Whole truck smell like straight-up smoke Still on go, still on go Head low, but my neck on froze Phone keep jumpin’, I dead them hoes All gas, no brakes, just play yo’ role [Outro - slurred spoken, fade] Uh Still on go 902 Yeah