I Go In On Every Song

Smoking like a chimney

All I know is fire

Whip it like a chemist

I'm higher than Mariah

Rest in peace to micheal

Jackson I'm in the ashton

And they let me out for a minute

I'm going back in like I left something

One of the best of em and I swear I ain't like the rest of em

And I check some If you flexin

V12 my lexus

They suggest us to go broke

Cause we finesse them with that dope

And they respect the game cause they know

That's just the way that it go

Like a dealer in Vegas I pull cards

East Atlanta made a hood starve, Rich Homies who I do it for

I was in Bedford pine on boulevard

Getting off that work and I'm a spend it till it's gone

Put a door on the beat I go in on every song

I go I I go I go in on every song, go in on every song, go in on every so-ong

I go I I go I go in on every song I I I I go in on every so-ong

Teasey here so we back at it

I'm short stackin, back handin

First class that pack landin

Hitting home runs in battin practice

That wood back got cork in it

Baking soda got a fork with it

She seen how long my check was and she tried to make me her boyfriend

Stay out all night but I'm a go in

No choice with, I'm endorsed with

Gucci, louis my sports gear I stay up like a fork lift

For da nigga hatin I got stupid surveillance

I put cameras in the porsche rear

Shit go more real with only one bullet I was forced to kill

The beat, the instrumental, whatever you call it

I said it to my realm, I gotta give him credit for it

D.I. I see you bruh, I go in on every song

A feature, what I need it for

I go I I go I go in on every song, go in on every song, go in on every so-ong

I go I I go I go in on every song I I I I go in on every so-ong

Go in on every song

Spit flame in every line

Tell my story cross my t's and dot my I's

Shit a'int sweet, we got killers that sleep in every spot

Shit get deep with no shovel niggas die every night

Rest in peace to d-rock, free my nigga chicken

You gotta dance for me and the niggas with me

I got a smothered onion Off that Cajun chicken

And if your pockets broke let this paper fix it

You can take a picture only with the flash off

No lights on when my ice on

That'll make me pass out

You assed out like an exposed whore

I go in like a closed door every song

I go I I go I go in on every song, go in on every song, go in on every so-ong

I go I I go I go in on every song I I I I go in on every so-ong