Let It Go
Izaya Tiji Lyrics


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Mingo, haha he slayed this one

I had way too many dead fans
So I know they had to came up
I'm like a plane, with these niggas
I'm braindead i got patience
But when it come to my brother
I might let this bitch go
Yeah,  green bean, yeah
 look like skittle on his nose
I had way too many dead fans
So I know they had to came up
I'm like a plane, with these niggas
I'm braindead i got patience
But when it come to my brother
I might let this bitch go
Yeah, green bean, yeah
Look like skittle on his nose

Yeah, Kel Tec, hit him, what them rackies do
My gang will need a pack or two
Load up bullets choppa bullets cause
They mad at you
Knock a nigga off, so-so casual
We will run this touchdown
Like the Super Bowl
And I'm high as fuck, nigga on Jupiter
Flipping through these racks, easy
My niggas getting rich
I think they super cool
Money so damn white, girl like TP
And this LSD nigga got me on pseudo
We gon' lift a nigga up, put him on Pluto
When I get like two hoes
Don't let me get my lil' marines
Turn you to
Chopper, it got power, and it's super
This Hellcat, it got power, like a Supra
In the Hellcat roadrunnin'
We gon' juke 'em we run packs like it's
Too many drugs like
These niggas they sweet, yeah they glucose
Yeah, I always see the fake, it's a loophole
He got a problem, but
What a nigga gon' do though?
He got a problem, but
What a nigga gon' do though?

I had way too many dead fans
So I know they had to came up
I'm like a plane, with these niggas
I'm braindead i got patience
But when it come to my brother
I might let this bitch go
Yeah, green bean, yeah
Look like skittle on his nose
I had way too many dead fans
So I know they had to came up
I'm like a plane, with these niggas
I'm braindead i got patience
But when it come to my brother
I might let this bitch go
Yeah, green bean, yeah
Look like skittle on his nose





He slayed this one mingo, haha

Overall Meaning

In "Let It Go" by Izaya Tiji, the lyrics reflect a sense of detachment and indifference towards the consequences of the singer's actions. The opening lines suggest that the singer has lost many fans due to their controversial behavior, but they are unfazed by this fact. They compare themselves to a plane, indicating that they glide above the opinions and opinions of others, remaining unaffected and emotionally detached. The mention of being braindead suggests that they have numbed themselves to the outside world and its judgments.


The lyrics then shift to address the singer's loyalty to their brother. They express a willingness to let go of any attachments or relationships when it comes to protecting their brother. This highlights the depth of their loyalty and their readiness to make sacrifices for their family. The mention of a green bean and skittle on the nose could be symbolic of colorful and unconventional traits that distinguish the singer and their brother.


The second verse delves into themes of violence and power. The singer references guns and their gang's activities, indicating that they are involved in illegal or dangerous affairs. They boast about their ability to run successful operations, likening it to winning the Super Bowl. The mention of being high on Jupiter and having money as white as TP could symbolize the singer's detachment from reality and their wealth. The reference to LSD suggests that the singer is under the influence of drugs, further emphasizing their detachment from the real world.


Overall, the song portrays a sense of detachment, loyalty, and a disregard for consequences. It conveys the singer's nonchalant attitude towards their actions, as they prioritize their loyalty to their brother above all else.


Line by Line Meaning

I had way too many dead fans
I have lost too many loyal supporters


So I know they had to came up
So I understand they had to find success


I'm like a plane, with these niggas
I'm soaring above others in this game


I'm braindead i got patience
I may seem indifferent, but I am resilient


But when it come to my brother
But when it concerns my sibling


I might let this bitch go
I might release my anger


Yeah, green bean, yeah
Yeah, I am fresh and new


Look like skittle on his nose
Appearing colorful and vibrant


Yeah, Kel Tec, hit him, what them rackies do
Yeah, using a weapon against him, causing chaos


My gang will need a pack or two
My crew will require a few supplies


Load up bullets choppa bullets cause
Loading ammunition, causing destruction


They mad at you
They are angry with you


Knock a nigga off, so-so casual
Eliminating someone casually, with ease


We will run this touchdown
We will achieve greatness


Like the Super Bowl
Just like in the championship game


And I'm high as fuck, nigga on Jupiter
And I am extremely intoxicated, feeling out of this world


Flipping through these racks, easy
Counting and handling money with simplicity


My niggas getting rich
My friends are becoming wealthy


I think they super cool
I believe they are incredibly cool


Money so damn white, girl like TP
Money is flowing abundantly, like toilet paper


And this LSD nigga got me on pseudo
And this hallucinogenic drug has me feeling fake


We gon' lift a nigga up, put him on Pluto
We will elevate someone, making them feel distant


When I get like two hoes
When I am surrounded by two women


Don't let me get my lil' marines
Beware when I call upon my small squad


Turn you to
Transform you into


Chopper, it got power, and it's super
The weapon has great force and is outstanding


This Hellcat, it got power, like a Supra
This powerful car is comparable to a Supra


In the Hellcat roadrunnin'
Speeding down the road in the Hellcat


We gon' juke 'em we run packs like it's
We will outsmart them, running illegal operations confidently


Too many drugs like
Using excessive substances like


These niggas they sweet, yeah they glucose
These individuals are fake and overly pleasant


Yeah, I always see the fake, it's a loophole
Yeah, I always detect the imposters, it's a weakness in their facade


He got a problem, but
He has an issue, but


What a nigga gon' do though?
What can a man really do in this situation?


He slayed this one mingo, haha
He performed exceptionally on this track, mingo, haha




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: IZAYA TIJI

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