Go! Go! Gorilla Lyrics – Vince Staples

Read the complete Go! Go! Gorilla Lyrics by Vince Staples from the album Cry Baby along with song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Vince Staples’s music, you can also explore White Flag and The Running Man, two other songs by Vince Staples.

[Verse 1]
Damn, why you gotta be like that?
Slammed with my hands behind my back
I know my tags are not updated, but I don’t think you need that strap
Why can’t you just talk to me? My life is inside your hands
Can you protect it? Am I being harassed or arrested?
I just wanna know, I know how the story go either way
On the news, said, “He had a gun,” got a grave
Every n!gga is a mother’s son that she raised tryna shape the way he see the world
Now he can’t and I can’t help but shed a tear
Stomach drop every time that I see ’em near
Why do I live in fear of a gun and a badge?
That’s the strongеst enemy that we donе ever had, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
Red, white and blue lights flashing
One-way trip to the thugs’ mansion
Somebody call 911, I just seen a 187
Who can I trust when I need help? Who can I trust for protection?
Pigs flying high, joyride to heaven

[Chorus]
Gorilla, gorilla, go, go, gorilla
Gorilla, gorilla, catch that gorilla
Gorilla, gorilla, go, go, gorilla
Gorilla, gorilla, catch that gorilla

[Verse 2]
Red line, gentrified, they give wrist slaps to them and sentenced mine
Went from bread lines to picket lines to main line prison time for the crimes that we commit
But genocide don’t mean nothing to Uncle Sam
Guess it’s dignified in America, probably just dreamed that they were selling us
Terror rain on our parade, keeping them umbrellas up
Gotta dance with it like Mr. Bentley
If I get pulled over, Lord be with me
If I do the dash, then Lord forgive me
I was twelve years old when they tried to ship me

On the curb, I got choke slammed for resisting arrest from a grown man
I ain’t even tell my mama what happened
She the one that put me on to they program

[Pre-Chorus]
Red, white and blue lights flashing
One-way trip to the thugs’ mansion
Somebody call 911, I just seen a 187
Who can I trust when I need help? Who can I trust for protection?
Pigs flying high, joyride to heaven

[Chorus]
Gorilla, gorilla, go, go, gorilla
Gorilla, gorilla, catch that gorilla
Gorilla, gorilla, go, go, gorilla
Gorilla, gorilla, catch that gorilla
Gorilla, gorilla, go, go, gorilla
Gorilla, gorilla, catch that gorilla
Gorilla, gorilla, go, go, gorilla
Gorilla, gorilla, catch that gorilla