Good to Go (feat. Bun B) Songtext / Lyric

(Bun B)
Well boy you wanna do shit, lets get to it
You already know I'mma run right through it
Im just like fluid, matter fact like water
Come and be real or go lil harder
Hide yo girlfriend, wife, or daughter
Put em on a plate I'mma serve your order
Line em up, put em in place for the slaughter
Game over by the end of the 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
Its grinding time as I declare
I run my fingers through her hair
I run these streets like marathons
You can't touch me like Hammer, gone (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)

(Yelawolf:)
Don't you know I got Bun B in my front seat
And we got these (poppers on the chrome)
One time for ya boy Pimp C (pocket full of stones)
I gotta pocket fulla stones cause I fell off my dirtbike
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 yo rhythm ain't ready
Sling syllables, beats 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)