Hotboy Wes - Go In Lyrics

(The hoes love it)

Street nigga persona, thuggin' lonely, I got no friends (no friends)
Bitch say, "Bae, you bet' not play, fuck what they say, just go in" (go in)
Break her back, blow out her cat, rip out her tracks and sew in
That backend late, I blow that Drac', I bet' not play, I go in (go in)
Came grindin' off porches (porches)
Crack rocks on torches (torches)
Drop top on Porsches (skrrt)
Drivin' like Jeff Gordon (skrrt)
All white my Forces
Wait for it, don't force it (nah)
Broke then a bitch, ain't like all of my pics
Now I'm poppin' my shit in my portraits (cheese)

You know how I'm livin', don't play with my feelings, inside of my head I hear voices (bitch)
I'm really a savage, I didn't have a daddy, I had to go make me some choices (choices)
Chasin' after my dreams, servin' fiends at a feena (feena)
Niggas can't even see me, I'm feelin' like John Cena (niggas can't see me)
Moved out of Section 8, I'm catchin' plays in PAsadena
The ones who didn't believe in me, made they mind up, believe it
Gang

Street nigga persona, thuggin' lonely, I got no friends (no friends)
Bitch say, "Bae, you bet' not play, fuck what they say, just go in" (go in)
Break her back, blow out her cat, rip out her tracks and sew in
That backend late, I blow that Drac', I bet' not play, I go in (go in)
Came grindin' off porches (porches)
Crack rocks on torches (torches)
Drop top on Porsches (skrrt)
Drivin' like Jeff Gordon (skrrt)
All white my Forces
Wait for it, don't force it (nah)
Broke then a bitch, ain't like all of my pics
Now I'm poppin' my shit in my portraits (cheese)

I ain't shakin' no hand, nigga gay, gay
I just talked to my dog through a JPay
All my diamonds hittin' like a hurricane, make a bitch holler, "Ayy, bae, bae"
I'ma real Crip, got hollow tips and a extra clip on a AK
In the alleyway servin' straight hard, I'ma post up, fuck a face card
I'ma ruggish nigga in a racecar with a .40 Glock and a AR
If you lookin' for me, I don't stay far
I'm where the lions, tigers, and the apes are, gang

Street nigga persona, thuggin' lonely, I got no friends (no friends)
Bitch say, "Bae, you bet' not play, fuck what they say, just go in" (go in)
Break her back, blow out her cat, rip out her tracks and sew in
That backend late, I blow that Drac', I bet' not play, I go in (go in)
Came grindin' off porches (porches)
Crack rocks on torches (torches)
Drop top on Porsches (skrrt)
Drivin' like Jeff Gordon (skrrt)
All white my Forces
Wait for it, don't force it (nah)
Broke then a bitch, ain't like all of my pics
Now I'm poppin' my shit in my portraits (cheese)

(The hoes love it)