Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Go N Get It , by - Lil Berete. Song from the album 1 Way Out, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 31.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: NEW GEN
Song language: English
Go N Get It |
| Last week we 'round with three rounds up |
| Booyah (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| Won’t stop 'til all of dem turn to dust |
| And we got all of these feds on us (Feds on us) |
| 'Cause they know what we do (Yeah) |
| Run through all these bands and it’s true (Yeah) |
| Used to go kway-kway with my goons (Kway-kway with my goons) |
| All of my Barbies, dem pretty and bad (Yeah) |
| Fuck on your ho and I know that you mad (Yeah) |
| Pull up in foreigns, my pagans, dem brass (Yeah) |
| How you so cocky and you ain’t got cash? |
| (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| I buy the shit that you wish you had (Yeah) |
| Flex in designer, I don’t care 'bout the tag (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| I had to go and get it (I had to go) |
| Money and clothes drippin' (Money and clothes) |
| I roll with real dope dealers (I roll with real dope dealers) |
| And I got cold hitters, ayy (And I got cold hitters) |
| Hit up my bro and get it (Hit up my bro) |
| And she a gold digger, yeah (And she a gold digger) |
| I took her home and hit it (I took her home) |
| I don’t smoke no midgets, yeah |
| Money and clothes, I’m drippin', yeah (Money and clothes) |
| And she a ho hitter (Ho hitter) |
| It took long minutes, yeah (It took long minutes) |
| I’ma say this one time |
| I count hundreds, I count digits every time (Every time) |
| And I got groupies, I got thotties on my line (They on my line) |
| Had to keep a stick and roll with gang, that’s every time (Yeah) |
| Had to stay down low 'til the sun go down and we gon' slide (Yeah) |
| Bring a stick, I ain’t coming to fight (Bring a stick) |
| Fell in love with the gun in my life (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| I was broke, I was eating that rice (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| Then I switch up my play with it nice (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| Like a plane, I ain’t talking no kite (Like a plane) |
| Free my bro, I ain’t switchin' no side (Free my bro) |
| Like a virgin, my circle be tight (Yeah) |
| I been hurtin', I gotta go slide (Yeah, yeah, yeah, grrraaa) |
| And I’m doing alright on my own (Alright) |
| With that white in the bag like it’s four (With the white) |
| In the sky, and I feel like a drone (In the sky) |
| Hit a lick with a mash then we gone (Hit a lick) |
| And I stay in the field like a cone (Yeah) |
| I was making them calls on the phone (Oh yeah) |
| In the trap, I was trappin' at home (In the trap) |
| Fuck a cop, you know I can’t fold (Yeah, cop, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| I had to go and get it (I had to go) |
| Money and clothes drippin' (Money and clothes) |
| I roll with real dope dealers (I roll with real dope dealers) |
| And I got cold hitters, ayy (And I got cold hitters) |
| Hit up my bro and get it (Hit up my bro) |
| And she a gold digger, yeah (And she a gold digger) |
| I took her home and hit it (I took her home) |
| I don’t smoke no midgets, yeah |
| Money and clothes, I’m drippin', yeah (Money and clothes) |
| And she a ho hitter (Ho hitter) |
| It took long minutes, yeah (It took long minutes) |
| I’ma say this one time |
| I count hundreds, I count digits every time (Every time) |
| And I got groupies, I got thotties on my line (They on my line) |
| Had to keep a stick and roll with gang, that’s every time (Yeah) |
| Had to stay down low 'til the sun go down and we gon' slide |
| Chasin' the bag (Yeah, yeah) |
| Designer on all of my shoes (Yeah, yeah) |
| She cheat on her man (Yeah, yeah) |
| But she weren’t supposed to (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| From 13, been with it, don’t question (Yeah) |
| From 15, that shotty my weapon (Yeah) |
| Ask G’Smarkz from young, we been pressing (Yeah) |
| You don’t get money, go get up and press it (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| I’m on a mission to grind and get it (On a mission) |
| Bought me a mansion to feel like in Heaven (Bought me a mansion) |
| I had a five then I turned it to a seven (I had a five) |
| Whip up a D just to feel like I’m Kevin (Whip it up, whip it up) |
| I’m playing key just like Rihanna (I'm playing keys) |
| Smoking my weed, I call it gelato (Smoking my weed) |
| Pockets and B’s, I just hit the lotto (Pockets and B’s) |
| Hybrid that thing, and I bet it go faster (Hybrid that, skrrt) |
| I had to go and get it (I had to go) |
| Money and clothes drippin' (Money and clothes) |
| I roll with real dope dealers (I roll with real dope dealers) |
| And I got cold hitters, ayy (And I got cold hitters) |
| Hit up my bro and get it (Hit up my bro) |
| And she a gold digger, yeah (And she a gold digger) |
| I took her home and hit it (I took her home) |
| I don’t smoke no midgets, yeah |
| Money and clothes, I’m drippin', yeah (Money and clothes) |
| And she a ho hitter (Ho hitter) |
| It took long minutes, yeah (It took long minutes) |
| I’ma say this one time |
| I count hundreds, I count digits every time (Every time) |
| And I got groupies, I got thotties on my line (They on my line) |
| Had to keep a stick and roll with gang, that’s every time (Yeah) |
| Had to stay down low 'til the sun go down and we gon' slide |