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GO2WORK (FEAT. SUMMRS) - Yeat

GO2WORK (FEAT. SUMMRS)

Yeat

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03:23

Song Introduction

Yeat collaborates with SUMMRS in his latest single "GO2WORK (FEAT. SUMMRS)". This track combines Yeat's energetic rap style with SUMMRS' smooth melodic hooks, creating a dynamic and engaging sound. "GO2WORK" delves into themes of ambition and persistence, motivating listeners to stay focused and driven in their personal and professional lives. The collaboration has been praised for its fresh production and seamless blend of both artists' unique styles, further solidifying Yeat's presence in the modern hip-hop landscape.

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Lyric

(We gon' bust your head, diamond)

(Yeah, what else? Swerve)

(What else? Diamond, ooh, Robin)

Bentley (whoo), truck (diamond, whoo, diamond)

Diamonds, uh, sun (whoo), (diamond)

In the night, and we demons, yeah we lurk (whoo-ooh)

In the day, and you broke, go to work (whoo-ooh, ah)

Diamond (go to work, go to work), diamond

Go to work (go to work), yeah, 'cause you broke

Go, go to work (go to work), yeah, 'cause you broke, yeah-yeah

Go to work, go to work, you a joke

Uh, yeah, I need nine figures

Chop they hand, chop off all they fingers (yeah)

Yeah, go 'head be a meme, they gon' forget about you, yeah

I'm the real king Yeat, you gon' stick, go get up out here

Yeah, swerve, swerve, yeah, we gon' get up out here

Swerve, swerve, I take the Lamb' out of here

Go 'head, bust your head, go 'head, give me head

Go 'head, bust your diamonds, you can get like me

Go 'head, bust your style up, go 'head, steal my jeans

Go 'head, get your shot up like a spring

Ha, I got these bands, yeah, diamonds on my team

Ha, I got these bands, yeah, they can't fuck with me, yeah

(Ha) might hit your ass with a fucking dart (ha)

Hop out the mo'fuckin' truck and make 'em hear the spark, yeah

Beat her cat from the back, I'm loving this bitch arch, yeah, huh

Replace her heart, I bought this lil' bitch Chrome Hearts

I'm stuffing the money in my pocket (what?), get too close, I pop it

Toot up the Maybach truck, this bitch got hydraulics

I still rock Alyx with the buckle, take off my belt and whop 'em

Or I might fry your ass on that pan and cook ya

Tryna catch his ass at the show, okay, we book 'em (okay)

Guns hot like the Suns, D-Book 'em

All of my niggas is crooked (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)

Get his ass whacked for that looking (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)

Turn 'em to pack like a Russian (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)

Stand over you then I bust ya (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)

(We gon' bust your head, diamond, we gon' bust your head)

(Yeah, what else? Robin, Double B, bird business shit, nigga)

(What else? Diamond)

Bentley (whoo), truck (diamond, whoo, diamond), diamonds, uh, sun (whoo) (diamond)

In the night, and we demons, yeah, we lurk (whoo-ooh)

In the day, and you broke, go to work (whoo-ooh, ah)

Diamond (go to work, go to work), diamond

Go to work (go to work), yeah, 'cause you broke

Go, go to work (go to work), yeah, 'cause you broke, yeah-yeah

Go to work, go to work, you a joke

Uh, yeah, I need nine figures

Chop they hand, chop off all they fingers (yeah)

Yeah, go 'head, be a meme, they gon' forget about you, yeah

I'm the real king Yeat, you gon' stick, go get about you

Yeah, swerve, swerve, yeah, we gon' get about you

Swerve, swerve, I take the Lamb' out of here

Go 'head, bust your head, go 'head, give me head

Go 'head, bust your diamonds, you can get like me

Go 'head, bust your style, go 'head, steal my jeans

Go 'head, get your shot up like a spring

Ha, I got these bands, yeah, diamonds on my team

Ha, I got these bands, yeah, they can't fuck with me, yeah

- It's already the end -