Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Evan Emanuel Gale
Songwriter
Lyrics
Where where will we go?
Where where will we go?
Where where will we go?
There there's no ego
Where where will we go?
Where where will we go?
Where where will we go?
There there's no ego
You know how the set go
Ready fuckin' set go
I can't see no set backs
Come in make them heads roll
Blasting through your speakers
Bass knocking through the tweakers
Chaos chaos chaos
Feeling like the slim reaper
Hotter than a fever
Hold your neck, go sleeper
Sweatin' you gotta leave em
Creeper never even seen em
Lay low, burn dro
Cook up mad dope mojo
Sipping on mojitos
Moving quicker than flojo
Most hoes
Want to spend a rack up at SOHO
I'm tryna move in slo-mo
And too bad you're broke though
And your back can get broke though
Roll colder than some fro yo
Constant Colors on everything
That other shit is so-so
Crocs n' pot, Diamond Dot
Smoke behind a Mom n' Pops
Come shop in the fuckin' lot
Fed watch, fed watch
Bread talks, bread talks
Might have a set at Red Rocks
In your ears like Ted Talks
Zombie mode med-walks
See the moonlight
Twisting knobs to get the tunes right
Snorting up some blue ice
I'm comin' on everything
Might have to get your tubes tied
Bullets in the gun
Feng shui to get the room right
Turn them lights low yo
Don't get shy, I get high
Pull up in that Sci-Fi
And I'm so patient
Moving in a suite and it's gold tailored
Numbers to compute
Want some loot
Put your name on it
Put your put your name on it
And put the whole game on it
Where where will we go?
Where where will we go?
Where where will we go?
There there's no ego
Where where will we go?
Where where will we go?
Where where will we go?
There there's no ego
Writer(s): Evan Gale
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