Ignite the afterburners and strap in for round two of unfiltered hustle, where BIA‘s razor-sharp bars collide with A$AP Ferg’s Harlem heat and Denzel Curry’s rapid-fire frenzy—that’s the explosive promise of “WE ON GO II,” the third track blazing up her debut album BIANCA, set to touchdown on October 10, 2025.
Fresh from her viral streaks like “Whole Lotta Money,” BIA elevates her boss-babe blueprint here, channeling Boston grit into a sequel that amps the original’s street symphony with trap snares snapping like designer heels on pavement and basslines rumbling like a low-key takeover. Under Epic Records, BIANCA’s 16-track saga boasting collabs with Ty Dolla $ign, Becky G, and Young Miko, unfurls as her unapologetic manifesto, and this Ferg-Curry tag-team feels like the mission control for her orbit-shifting era, perfect for gym pumps or late-night drives plotting world domination.
BIA owning the hook with that signature swagger, flipping luxury lows into high-stakes wins, while Ferg drops wavy ad-libs echoing his Always Strive ethos and Curry unleashes a verse vortex of wordplay that twists vulnerability into velocity, all layered over production that’s equal parts club banger and confessional cipher. It’s the sonic evolution from her 2020 breakout, weaving themes of relentless grind and squad loyalty amid the chaos of fame’s fast lane—think 90 Day Fiancé meets boardroom battles, where every bar’s a power move.
The buzz is already electric on X, with fans circling drop day like hawks: “WE will be streaming Moo and BIANCA”, tracklist reveals sparking fire emojis for the star-studded lineup, and one user hyping the Becky G link-up as “next-level.” Compared to her solo flexes, “WE ON GO II” cranks the chemistry, positioning BIANCA as 2025’s sleeper rap empress contender—poised to storm playlists and shatter ceilings.
Dive into the WE ON GO II lyrics below and unpack its high-octane hustle. Don’t miss other BIANCA tracks like DADE for more of BIA’s boss energy.
Lyrics of WE ON GO II by BIA
[Intro]
(Honorable)
Ah-huh, Ah-huh
Ah-huh, Ah-huh
Ah-huh, Ah-huh (Bia, Bia)
One, Two, Three
[Chorus]
We On Go, We On Go, We On Go, We On Go, Oh-oh-oh-oh
Let ’em Know, Let ’em Know, Let ’em Know, Oh-oh-oh-oh
We On Go, We On Go, We On Go, Oh-oh-oh-oh
Let ’em Know, Let ’em Know, Let ’em Know, Oh-oh-oh-oh
[Verse 1: Bia]
Uh, I’m On Go Like I’m Racing Through Red Lights
Must Be The Braids On A Headtie
Say I Got To Blow A Tone, But I’m Sayin’ Shit With My Chest, Right?
F**k You H**s, F**k You H**s
Uh, No Competition For Me, Grab It With Clones
They Talkin’ Big On Them Songs, They Really Littered With Me (Huh)
I Ain’t Never Met A Hater In Real Life, I’m Only Havin’ Them Digitally (Huh)
Dropping My Nuts So Long On These Hoes,
Feel Like I Might As Well Stand Up When I Breathe
See Me A Star, F**kin’ My Wrist Locked Up
When I Beat The B**ch Day I’m On All Three’s
Pressin’ They Luck, Tell Me I’m Pullin’ That Plug,
Can’t Breathe The Same Air I Breathe?
[Chorus]
We On Go, We On Go, We On Go, We On Go, Oh-oh-oh-oh
Let ’em Know, Let ’em Know, Let ’em Know, Oh-oh-oh-oh
We On Go, We On Go, We On Go, Oh-oh-oh-oh
Let ’em Know, Let ’em Know, Let ’em Know, Oh-oh-oh-oh
[Verse 2: A$Ap Ferg]
It’s That Go-go-go-go-go-go-go-go-go-go-go-go Getter Flow
I Finna Walk On This Beat Like Jesus,
I Finna Float Like The Whole Pole (Bia, Bia)
Came With The Hoes To [Abysa?]
Look Like A Leg When I Vote (Bia, Bia)
Shhh, Don’t Tell Peter, But Take Up The Neck Out My Coat (Woo)
Walkin’ The B**ch Like Rick Flair, Bronze Stones All On My Vobe
Even My Pet Got Features, Even My Dog, They Vogue (Yeah)
Hop On The Jet To Arissa, Peanut, But I Kept The Vows
I Burn Down The Sachet With Bia, Just Wouldn’t Let You Know
[Chorus]
We On Go, We On Go, We On Go, We On Go, Oh-oh-oh-oh
Let ’em Know, Let ’em Know, Let ’em Know, Oh-oh-oh-oh
We On Go, We On Go, We On Go, Oh-oh-oh-oh
Let ’em Know, Let ’em Know, Let ’em Know, Oh-oh-oh-oh
[Verse 3: Denzel Curry]
I Gotta Send Them A Message
I Keep It Silver-protected
You Play With Bia,
It’s ’bout To Get Ugly Let Me Tryna Write With My Left Wrist
[?] Them Thick As Them Top Out Of Ten
Prices, You Want A Hund’ Of A Bag
Ices, I’m ’bout To Bust Out A [Mass/Mans?]
Sheisty, I Got That Type-a Swag
Don’t Keep A Stick On Dicks,
So Who Wanna Play First Nigga Gotta Catch Nicks On God
So I Gotta Get From The Safe, [?] Dead People Tellin’ Me It’s So Ho
We On Go, ’cause On My Bros Came This Next Shit
Holy F**k Niggas, Need To Fall The F**k Back B**ch
[Chorus]
We On Go, We On Go, We On Go, We On Go, Oh-oh-oh-oh
Let ’em Know, Let ’em Know, Let ’em Know, Oh-oh-oh-oh
We On Go, We On Go, We On Go, Oh-oh-oh-oh
Let ’em Know, Let ’em Know, Let ’em Know, Oh-oh-oh-oh
[Outro]
Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah
Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah
Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah
We On Go, We On Go, We On Go, Oh-oh-oh-oh
Let ’em Know, Let ’em Know, Let ’em Know, Oh-oh-oh-oh
We On Go, We On Go, We On Go, Oh-oh-oh-oh
Let ’em Know, Let ’em Know, Let ’em Know, Oh-oh-oh-oh
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