Waldo - Ago (feat. Joose the Conqueror) lyrics
[Waldo - Ago feat. Joose the Conqueror lyrics]
I do this for the niggas that I ride for
Not niggas that I roll in the car with
A lot of y'all can't get in touch with me
Not a word from me, Waldo on the starship
Tryna make it out of these apartments
Young, black and I feel like a target
If it wasn't for rap, probably be
Hugging the block, holding a gat
Loading up the cartridge
I'm at your bitch house
Taking out the garbage
And your clique could
They don't want no part in it
If you talk head, they gon put a part in it
If you talk head, we gon put a part in it
You getting head by myself
Don't get ahead of yourself
Weight the pros and cons
Then I stepped on the scale
Lightweight nigga but, I ran with the belt
Lightskin nigga with the bans and the belt
That I don't need cause my pants sag but
I bought it anyways cause that
Shit is just swag
I ain't keeping up with trends
I'm so stuck in my past
This is my throne, nigga bluegrass
I am the example of growing up too fast
This is Dolce, you niggas is douche bags
I would give you prize my nigga but
Fuck that
Eight doobies to face my nigga, then puff
Pass
It's Astronaut Gang
Till the world all goes in up in one flame
Imma keep spitting that raw propane
Nigga, that's dope, ah, raw cocaine
Do a line taking it till everything mine
Can't tell me a nigga don't shine
But haters don't see what I see though
These niggas just tryna play blind, huh
It's Astronaut Gang
Till the world all goes in up in one flame
Imma keep spitting that raw propane
Nigga, that's dope, ah, raw cocaine
Do a line taking it till everything mine
Can't tell me a nigga don't shine
But haters don't see what I see though
These niggas just tryna play blind, huh
Ago, Ago, Ago, Ago, Ago
Ago, Ago, Ago, Ago, Ago
Ago, Ago, Ago, Ago, Ago
Ago, Ago, Ago, Ago, Ago
I could've had a simple
Life coming to America
Me and all my hoodlums
Doing something terrible
Killing and robbing niggas
Stealing everything wearable
Might as well kill them all
Make the pain unbearable
Shotgun with the shotgun, top gun
Roll the window down, "Aye Blood
Yo I got one i got some that'll make a
Nigga heart stop son"
Shoot one (Soowoo) then the cops come
Or I could've been putting in
Work for the Crip gang
Throwing up C's like whatevs cuz
I'm a lil' loco, insane in the membrane
Neighborhood, six sold on a gold chain
Buck fifty on a nigga with a switchblade
G checking anybody seem bitch made with
A big strap, make it hot, better hit shade
It's Astronaut Gang
Till the world all goes in up in one flame
Imma keep spitting that raw propane
Nigga, that's dope, ah, raw cocaine
Do a line taking it till everything mine
Can't tell me a nigga don't shine
But haters don't see what I see though
These niggas just tryna play blind
Ago, Ago, Ago, Ago, Ago
Ago, Ago, Ago, Ago, Ago
Ago, Ago, Ago, Ago, Ago
Ago, Ago, Ago, Ago, Ago