[Intro: Fresco Trey & Lil Migo]
Mm, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Uh (Uh-uh)
(We love you, Perc)
Uh-uh, uh

[Verse 1: Lil Migo]
Spent 'bout a hundred thousand on this watch (Phew, turn up)
Spent 'bout a hundred thousand on this car (Uh, let's go)
Taking this pain, I know it come with scars (Pain)
Perfecting my craft, I know it come with bars (Bars)
Came from the streets, knowin' that I'm ready (Go)
Just like a jungle, gotta keep machetes (Phew, turn up)
N***as be stealing style, give me credit (Credit)
I made some sacrifices, can't regret it (Let's go)
Lil' n***a, let's go

[Chorus: Fresco Trey & Lil Migo]
Let's go, I done made me a wholе lot, but it still won't make me sell my soul, oh (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
I can sеnd money all day, but it still won't help me bring my dog home, oh, oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
If heaven had a phone, I'd call my brothers on his cell phone
And I can't be stopped, no (Yeah), free the bros, that's locked down (Yeah)
AMG go light speed, my old hoes don't like me no more-more (No more)
I seen it all, I did it all, I want more-more (I want more)
No, I can't settle for shit 'cause I'm better than this, I— (Turn up)
[Verse 2: Lil Migo]
No, I can't settle for shit (Phew, for shit)
Baguette, diamonds on my neck and my wrist (Baguette, ice)
Havin' acres, I can't sell where I live (Let's go)
Havin' haters, I can't say what I did (Turn up)
Before I ever made a song (Before I ever made a song, phew), I had a million dollars in the wall (Million dollars in the wall, beep)
I had a million calls in the law (Million calls in the law, yeah)
Sit up and reminisce about my dog (Reminisce about my dog)
Lil' n***a, let's go (Turn up)
Runnin' through heaven, got a phone (Phone)
I just wanna make a call, lil' n***a, let's go (Brrt, go, phew)
Full press up on the court (Full court)
To the rim with the ball, lil' n***a, let's go (Swish)
Headed forward, I can't stop (Heading, phew), knowin' I'ma do it all, lil' n***a, let's go (Turn up, lil' n***a)
Reach for this chain (Reach), I'ma snatch your brain (Ice, brr)
I'ma shoot it all, lil' n***a, let's go (Huh)

[Chorus: Fresco Trey]
Let's go, I done made me a whole lot, but it still won't make me sell my soul, oh (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
I can send money all day, but it still won't help me bring my dog home, oh, oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
If heaven had a phone, I'd call my brothers on his cell phone
And I can't be stopped, no (Yeah), free the bros, that's locked down (Yeah)
AMG go light speed, my old hoes don't like me no more-more (No more)
I seen it all, I did it all, I want more-more (I want more)
No, I can't settle for shit 'cause I'm better than this, I, I—