Lyrics to Go Ape!
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, Curseful)
Yeah
They want me to turn it down, my weed too loud (Okay)
Tried to cut me off, I bet she need me now (Okay)
I tried to tell her once but she ain't hear me out (Okay)
I keep my circle small, she can't get near me now (Ha)
Helmut Lang on my jeans, ice on me, Johnny Dang (Yeah)
Human Made on my tee, not rockin' BapŠµ but I go ape
I blow this bag, make it back 'cause I can't takŠµ it to the grave
I take my shot right to the face
The money only thing I chase
Broke hoes always talk the most, oh, Lord knows (Yeah)
My whole gang bouncin' to the top, we on pogos (Yeah)
My cup dirty, purple shit all in it, fabulouso (Yeah)
Catchin' flights, man, my life bizarre, I feel like Jojo (Yeah)
Colored money, runnin' to the bank, feel like Flojo (Ha)
Yugi Yamamoto, my name shit made in Toyo (Yeah)
Smokin' 93 Supreme, no, this not no bo-go (Uh-huh)
Stephen Curry with the thirty shooter from the logo, woah (Bah-bah)
They want me to turn it down, my weed too loud (Bah)
Tried to cut me off, I bet she need me now (Bah)
I tried to tell her once but she like "Hear me out" (Bah)
I keep my circle small, she can't get near me now
Helmut Lang on my jeans, ice on me, Johnny Dang (Yeah)
Human Made on my tee, not rockin' Bape but I go ape
I blow this bag, make it back 'cause I can't take it to the grave (Curseful)
I take my shot right to the face
The money only thing I chase
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, Curseful)
Yeah
They want me to turn it down, my weed too loud (Okay)
Tried to cut me off, I bet she need me now (Okay)
I tried to tell her once but she ain't hear me out (Okay)
I keep my circle small, she can't get near me now (Ha)
Helmut Lang on my jeans, ice on me, Johnny Dang (Yeah)
Human Made on my tee, not rockin' BapŠµ but I go ape
I blow this bag, make it back 'cause I can't takŠµ it to the grave
I take my shot right to the face
The money only thing I chase
Broke hoes always talk the most, oh, Lord knows (Yeah)
My whole gang bouncin' to the top, we on pogos (Yeah)
My cup dirty, purple shit all in it, fabulouso (Yeah)
Catchin' flights, man, my life bizarre, I feel like Jojo (Yeah)
Colored money, runnin' to the bank, feel like Flojo (Ha)
Yugi Yamamoto, my name shit made in Toyo (Yeah)
Smokin' 93 Supreme, no, this not no bo-go (Uh-huh)
Stephen Curry with the thirty shooter from the logo, woah (Bah-bah)
They want me to turn it down, my weed too loud (Bah)
Tried to cut me off, I bet she need me now (Bah)
I tried to tell her once but she like "Hear me out" (Bah)
I keep my circle small, she can't get near me now
Helmut Lang on my jeans, ice on me, Johnny Dang (Yeah)
Human Made on my tee, not rockin' Bape but I go ape
I blow this bag, make it back 'cause I can't take it to the grave (Curseful)
I take my shot right to the face
The money only thing I chase