Good to Go Songtext
von Yelawolf feat. Bun B

Burn one, burn one

Good to go
Good to go
Good to go
Good to go
Fresh kicks, (all day)
New fits, (all night)
Drop hits, (all day)
Then party, (all night)

Good to go
Good to go
Good to go
Good to go
Fresh kicks, (all day)
New fits, (all night)
Drop hits, (all day)
Then party, (all night)


Walk with a limp but i talk with a lingo
Party with a bunch of bad girls in a pinto
Run up on a mother fucker wit a dull pencil
Sharper than a number 2 on his new Benzo
Hit the breaks all the way, you can do an endo
Put the bass in yo face, you can feel the tempo
Yela′s in your face grab a stencil
You should wanna get a copy the style
Ill lend yo ass, the mans so bad
From Alabama with a banjo cocked back
Swing bass like a Rambo fix that
I don't want to hear shit buddy that′s that
Cant get a buzz, well run back to the bar
Get another drink, get ready to go
Send me ya telephone number bitch
Maybe when I'm ready to roll ill hitcha with a totem poll
But right now I'm

Good to go
Good to go
Good to go
Good to go
Fresh kicks, (all day)
New fits, (all night)
Drop hits, (all day)
Then party, (all night)

Good to go
Good to go
Good to go
Good to go
Fresh kicks, (all day)
New fits, (all night)
Drop hits, (all day)
Then party, (all night)


Well boy you wanna do shit, lets get to it
You already know ima run right through it
Im just like fluid, matter fact like water
Come and be real or go lil harder
Hide yo girlfriend, wife, or daughter
Put em on a plate ima serve your order
Line em up, put em in place for the slaughter
Game over by the end of the first quarter
Wake up hater, rise and shine
Ima star boy, you ridin pine
I got your main girl ridin mine
Her face in my lap as i recline
Its grindin time as i declare
I run my fingers through her hair
I run these streets like marathons
Ya gangstas be like hammer gone

Good to go
Good to go
Good to go
Good to go
Fresh kicks, (all day)
New fits, (all night)
Drop hits, (all day)
Then party, (all night)

Good to go
Good to go
Good to go
Good to go
Fresh kicks, (all day)
New fits, (all night)
Drop hits, (all day)
Then party, (all night)

Dont you know i got Bun B in my front seat
And we got these (poppers on the chrome)
One time for ya boy Pimp C (pockets fulla stones)
I gotta pocket fulla stones cause i fell off my dirtbike
In cargo pants
I rock the microphone literally
Litter the track lyrically with bottles cans
Pop a band
Put a stack on it ill water these plants like aqua man
Make a rapper run back to the studio
Retrace his steps like he dropped a gram
Ill be damned, catfish billy
You don′t wanna run if yo rhythm ain′t ready
Sin syllables, beats edible, incredible, inevitably, GO!

Good to go
Good to go
Good to go
Good to go
Fresh kicks, (all day)
New fits, (all night)
Drop hits, (all day)
Then party, (all night)

Good to go
Good to go
Good to go
Good to go
Fresh kicks, (all day)
New fits, (all night)
Drop hits, (all day)
Then party, (all night)

Yelawolf, Bun B, good to go
UGK is, good to go
R.I.P. Pimp C, ghetto vision
Alabama, Texas connection
Yippie yeller, holler at G
It's good to go