Good to Go lyrics

[Hook]

Good to go, good to go

Good to go, good to go

Fresh kicks (all day)

New fits (alright)

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 (alright)

Drop hits (all day)

Then party (all night)

[Verse 1: Yelawolf]

Walk with a limp and I talk with a lingo

Party with a bunch of bad girls in a Pinto

Run up on a motherfucker with a dull pencil

Sharpen up my number two on his new Benzo

Hit the breaks, hold up, wait, make you do an endo

Put the bass in your face, you can feel the tempo

Yela's in the place, grab a stencil

You should wanna get a copy of the style

I'll lend your ass, the man so bad

From Alabama with a banjo, clap clap

Sling blades like a Rambo, fix that

I don't want to hear shit buddy, that's that

Can't get a buzz, well run back to the bar

Pick another drink, get ready to blow

Send me your telephone number bitch

Maybe when I'm ready to roll I'll hit you with a totem pole

But right now I'm

[Hook]

Good to go, good to go

Good to go, good to go

Fresh kicks (all day)

New fits (alright)

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 (alright)

Drop hits (all day)

Then party (all night)

[Verse 2: Bun B]

Well boy you wanna do shit, let's get to it

You already know I'mma run right through it

I'm just like fluid, matter fact like water

Come and be real or go lil harder

Hide your girlfriend, wife, or daughter

Put her on a plate I'mma serve your order

Line em up, put em in place for the slaughter

Game over by the end of first quarter

Wake up hater, rise and shine

I'm a star boy, you riding pine

I got your main girl riding mine

Her face in my lap as I recline

It's grinding time and I declare

I run my fingers through her hair

I run these streets like marathons

You can't touch me like Hammer, gone

[Hook]

I'm good to go, good to go

Good to go, good to go

Fresh kicks (all day)

New fits (alright)

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 (alright)

Drop hits (all day)

Then party (all night)

[Verse 3: Yelawolf]

Bitch, you know I got Bun B in the front seat

And we got these boppers on the chrome

One time for your boy Pimp C, pocket full of stones

Yeah, I gotta pocket full of stones

'Cause I fell off my dirt bike in cargo pants

I rock the microphone literally

Litter the track lyrically with bottles cans

Pop a band, put a stack on it I'll water these plants like Aqua Man

Make a rapper run back to the studio

Retrace his steps like he dropped a gram

I'll be damned, Catfish Billy

You don't wanna run if your rhythm ain't ready

Sling syllables, beat's edible, incredible, inevitably BLOW!

[Hook]

Good to go, good to go

Good to go, good to go

Fresh kicks (all day)

New fits (alright)

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 (alright)

Drop hits (all day)

Then party (all night)

[Spoken outro]