Austin Hitte - We Gotta Go Lyrics

One two three four five
I'm stackin' this paper til I die
Y'all popping these pills until you numb
I'm walking on clouds that's more my style
Six through ten we turn up again
Dip out the back door function
Got me a bad bitch dumb thick
Smoking on cabbage we lit
This that gangsta shit
Booty so big it's dangerous
Short shorts let it hang a bit
No chorus no sangin shit
Do what you supposed to do
That's why you came in here
Drop low get comfortable
But we ain't staying here
We gotta go
We hit the road
Pouring the bottles all over the models you see at the show
Where do we go
Nobody know
This be exclusive we really do this
Do it for sure
We gotta go
We gotta go
We gotta go
We gotta go
One two three four drop that
Rewind it and rewatch that
My main chick be my favorite
No side bitch I said stop that
Keep a good thing on my speed dial
And a bad thing in my pocket
I tried to sneak and leave out
She always on my conscience
That's gangsta shit
Booty so big it's dangerous
Short shorts let it hang a bit
No chorus, no sangin shit
Do what you supposed to do
That's why you came in here
Drop low get comfortable
But we ain't staying here
We gotta go
We hit the road
Pouring the bottles all over the models
You see at the show
Where do we go
Nobody know
This be exclusive we really do this
Do it for sure
We gotta go
We gotta go
We gotta go
We gotta go