$go getta$ ft. B$nova, Majdasag & Shaay Lyrics

I have no

Real go-getter, real hit-maker, real big-spinner

I'm a real muscular, real go-getter

I've been on a three, two, one, real ahh nigga

Go-go-getter, you a go-go-getter

Go-go-getter, you a go-go-getter

Go-go-getter, you a go-go-getter

Go-go-getter, go-go-getter

Ight, Said I lost all my dawgs, I don't know what I'm doing

It's deeper than music, this shit therapeutic

And I start selling drugs turn around, I abuse it

I'm poppin' these perky shit, fuck up my fluid

She breakin' my heart, she don't know what she losin

Got him a gun, he don't know how to use it

This money and power, it's deeper than music

I'm spinnin' my niggas, we makin' a new sense

But fuck it we up it, I buss it

I move with the stick, no, I move with percussion

No time for discussion, my niggas, we up here

I lost all my dawgs, and this feelin? Disgusting

Let you get in the mess and get sent to the rave

And I lost all my dawgs when I jump up like seven

Said I miss all my niggas, gon' see you in heaven

This city, we sorry, yo, we sendin' a message

I do what I want, and I do it so well, ball on these

Bitches like I'm Jemma Rae

Poppin' my shit in the dorm out there

Never give a fuck what the haters say

Bitch, better learn to stay in the lane

Real ahh hater, real go-getter

And you can't come between me, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Real go-getter, real go-getter

Real go-getter, real go-getter

Real go-getter, rack some money out, do drugs, trigger

Everybody know I'm a real go-rigger

Everybody know I'm a fuckin' reaper

Call me Maj da sag

Cause I'ma wrap my fuckin' head, yeah

Walkin' with my pack, yeah, yeah

Yeah, real go-getter, real go-getter

Real go-getter, real go-getter

They don't give they stripes enough, yeah

They don't give they stripes enough

We ain't tryna give it up

I'm still in this motherfucker with the ones I started with

And they can't not fuck with us

Makin' a mil in a month

Sit in the back of the coupe

Till I make it to the front

Rap game put on a plate

Then I eat it all for lunch

Yeah, then the day, I have a son

He gon' get what he want

Baby, you know what I'm on

I'ma go get her

I'ma put all of you on

That's how I'm gon' get ya

Lil' Maja hit me on the phone

She said, I miss ya

So we wrote another song

Then we rappin' all night long

All night long

Go get her

Go get her

Go, go get her

Go, go get her

Go, go get her

Go, go get her

Go, go get her

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