Go Get Sum Mo lyrics

by

Gucci Mane


[Intro]
(Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
(Honorable Court)

[Chorus: Young Dolph & Ty Dolla $ign]
This water on me got my neck froze (Cold)
Coupe with the suicide doors (Woo)
And I love all of my hoes (I love 'em)
Yeah, I love all of my hoes, ayy
She cookin' breakfast with no clothes (Ooh, yeah)
I'm some' like a pimp, that's for sure (Ooh, yeah)
I spend it and go get some more
Yeah, I spend it and go get some more
b*tch, better have my money (Yeah)
b*tch, better have my money (Yeah)
b*tch, better have my money (My money)
In somethin' foreign goin' two hundred (Fast)
I might go shopping in London
I spend it and go get some more
Yeah, I spend it and go get some more, yeah

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
Spent some more money, beat another case (Yeah)
Ridin' 911 like Scarface (Skrrt)
Sixty-thousand-dollar tuxedo (Swag)
These b*tches just love a n*gga lingo
Little bitty n*gga with a real big ego (Ayy)
Three bank accounts with a whole lot of zeros (Ayy)
Lil' n*gga, I'm Michael, you Tito (Tito)
I dress like I been selling kilos (Woo)
I put my side b*tch in a Benz (Yeah)
Just so she can flex on her friends (Yeah)
I used to sell dope out my mama's house (What?)
Then hide all the money at grandma house (Trap)
I go on Rodeo, f*ck up a check (Trap)
Smokin' blunts and eatin' Percocets (Hah)
Still with them n*ggas I came up with (For real)
I can never ever trust a b*tch (Nah)
Addition and multiplication (Add it up)
We runnin' this money up daily (Run it up)
Smashin' Instagram sensations (Uh)
For bullsh*t, I got no patience (Nah)
I jump out, I jump out, I jump out
The back of the Phantom rockin' all of this ice (It's Dolph)
I want it, I want it, I want it
I get it, I don't give a f*ck what the price
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Young Dolph]
Water on my neck got me froze (Ooh, yeah)
Coupe got the suicide doors, yeah (Skrrt)
Ain't savin' these hoes, yeah (Hoes)
No, I ain't savin' these hoes (Hoes)
She cookin' breakfast with no clothes, yeah (Ooh, yeah)
I'm somethin' like a pimp, that's for sure, yeah (Ooh, yeah)
Spend it and go get some more, yeah (Some more)
Spend it and go get some more (Ayy, ayy)
b*tch, better have my money (Yeah)
b*tch, better have my money (Yeah)
b*tch, better have my money (My money)
In somethin' foreign goin' two hundred (Fast)
I might go shopping in London
I spend it and go get some more
I spend it and go get some more, yeah

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
This rap sh*t too easy (Woo), my left wrist too freezy (Burr)
She butt-naked in the kitchen cookin' breakfast, eggs over-easy (Hah)
I'm the king, but I don't play for Cleveland (No)
I'm feeling just like the weed man (Woo)
When he got the hundred keys in
So strong, can't breathe in
b*tch, better have my guala (Guala)
Lookin' like I sell narcota (Skrrt, skrrt)
Ballin' like I hit the lotto (Ball)
And the devil still wears Prada, it's Gucci
Money over hoes my motto (Motto)
How you bad, but you don't swallow? (Huh?)
If I front you my product (Ah)
Then you better have my dollars, Gucci
Stretch front like I'm Pimp C
Big hustle like Nipsey (Huh)
Blue Benz, my Crip V (Skrrt)
Twelve sitting on Forgis (Wow)
And your wife, she choosin'
Better get a divorce then
I won her by choice, not forced, man
She wish she had an abortion (Damn)
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Young Dolph]
Water on my neck got me froze (Ooh, yeah)
Coupe got the suicide doors, yeah (Skrrt)
Ain't savin' these hoes, yeah (Hoes)
No, I ain't savin' these hoes (Hoes)
She cookin' breakfast with no clothes, yeah (Ooh, yeah)
I'm somethin' like a pimp, that's for sure, yeah (Ooh, yeah)
Spend it and go get some more, yeah (Some more)
Spend it and go get some more (Ayy, ayy)
b*tch, better have my money (Yeah)
b*tch, better have my money (Yeah)
b*tch, better have my money (My money)
In somethin' foreign goin' two hundred (Fast)
I might go shopping in London
I spend it and go get some more
I spend it and go get some more, yeah

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
Thank God for my mama not usin' a condom
Wear Dolce Gabbanas like they are pajamas
It's Deuce Gadanas, I hang with the hunters
And runners and killers and dealers, one hundred (One hundred)
Every year, I buy a new vehicle (Yeah)
Throw the girl out like a flea flicker (Uh)
I don't indulge in the cheap liquor
Done got so high, I tried to eat people (Tell 'em)
Jewelry on, drippin' like a sea creature (Drippin')
Money so tall, I don't see people (Drippin')
Weed so loud, can't keep secrets
Y'all been plottin', I been peepin' (Peepin')
Y'all been talkin', I been thinkin' (Thinkin')
I been growin', y'all been shrinkin' (Shrinkin')
Big diamond on my lil pinky (Pinky)
Too much sauce, I done started leakin' (Damn)
I got more bars than precincts
I got more cars than Reese's, uh, uh
I got more heart than n*ggas
Put that on God, my n*gga, uh, uh
Ain't tryna starve, my n*gga
They tryna scar a n*gga
I told 'em, "Nah, my n*gga"
It's the godfather, n*gga
Make me Brett Favre a n*gga
[Chorus: Young Dolph, Ty Dolla $ign & 2 Chainz]
This water on me got my neck froze (Yeah)
Coupe with the suicide doors (Woo)
And I love all of my hoes (Love 'em)
Yeah, I love all of my hoes, ayy (I love 'em)
She cookin' breakfast with no clothes (Ooh, yeah)
I'm some' like a pimp, that's for sure (Ooh, yeah)
I spend it and go get some more
Yeah, I spend it and go get some more
b*tch, better have my money (b*tch)
b*tch, better have my money (b*tch)
b*tch, better have my money (b*tch)
In somethin' foreign goin' two hundred (Hundred)
I might go shopping in London (I might)
I spend it and go get some more
Yeah, I spend it and go get some more, yeah
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