Go Lyrics The Punjabi song Go is sung by Sunny Malton. Byg Byrd have composed, and produced the music of the song, while Sunny Malton himself have written the Go song lyrics.
The music video of the song Go is directed by Jyothi Tatter.
I know something you don't know Red light green light all my kilas on go Go go go... Go go go...
I know something you don't know Red light green light all my kilas on go Go go go... Go go go...
I started from the bottom, Why you think they show me love I pull the plug on your plug For thinking he the plug I got way too many opps, You won't catch me in the club I'm a all-star baby but I carry me a anub
Let it fly at any minute Why you think I call it zion That might be your chick But my di*k is what she be on
Call of duty vision. I be shooting like a recon I go dumb on these beats But don't compare me to these retards
God damn it baby I got money in my flesh If I'm going for the bag 6 figures nothing less They say love is in the air so you know I hold my breath If I'm praying for my enemies in praying fo their death
I seen that movie joker Y'all could play that role Life ain't no poker I ain't finna fold
Red light green light all my kilas on go I seen a bunch of homies switch without a pick and roll
Don't compare me to these rappers that be raping in Punjabi Motherfu*ker a lultaan cause that homies a punani He looking like a gandhi this looking like a homie Never been crowd surfing but I'm bout to catch a body
I'm gunnin like the raptors homie you don't know me He claim to be a 'OG' but I don't know b
I drink a 24 you getting 8 like kobe Fuck a old face app he already looks like he 40 How you talking shit but you living out in moose jaw 2 to his grill leave him with a loose jaw
I ain't finna shoot y'all this is what I do dog Grag through queens you a bitch like ru paul What's you think his mask for this is what's you ask for Why you talking sh*t man, you barely got a passport
Pull up to your block skirt looking like the task force I'm shooting like a militant you leaving in a black hearse Og pumping your chest you ain'y breathing dog Fu*k a pr he gon' give you CPR
You was talking about my fam I can't disregard But I'm nice guy so we ain't getting family involved How you tryna diss me, talking about my hight I could talk about your weight but I don't talk about what's light
You a nobody puss* I can't talk about your life When I see you triple w, just know that it's on-site I'm swinging like I'm Rambo motherfu*ker push your melon in It must be Halloween they got me beefing with a skeleton
I fight 1 on 1 I never rush like adrenaline You slim and you shady but puss* you ain't Eminem Who the fu*k you better than, stupid I'm a visionary You gon' need a motherfu*ker tutor and a dictionary
How you come up short every year just like you February Pop a bullet in your jeans like that shit heredity
I'm at the top that's why he envy me Most vehla panch*d you the mvp Fu*k your geet you just cheat on your mp3 Gandhi paar taan vadhala before you come for me
I know something you don't know Red light green light all my kilas on go Go go go... Go go go...
