Go Getta

[Intro]

Let my top down, I'm feeling fine (go getta time)

Money on my mind, it's go get it time

Go get it time (go, go, go getta time)



[Hook]

Hop inside my droptop

Now you're rolling with a winner

Now you're rolling with a winner

I think it's about the time to come up on some more figures

More figures, more figures, more figures, more figures

Point me to the dollar signs

Told my girl, I'm sorry I won't make it home for dinner

I won't make it home for dinner

I'm hoping to go getta

Go getta, go getta, go getta, go getta

Grinning off the dinner time



[Verse 1]

I picked up the phone when I heard the call

(Heard the call, heard the call)

She was talking about "What's up with you?"

Hope that you gonna go to church tomorrow

(Church tomorrow, church tomorrow)

Then she said "Boy don't work too hard"

But that's like trying to tell me not to work at all

And I get it, knew that I'd be gone for a minute

Everything was hard and independent

Had to turn a penny into a quarter

And a quarter into a dollar

And a dollar into a ti-ti-ticket

Clock's still ticking

Better know it's my time

Jump like you oughta get shot down

Even superman can catch a hot round

If I'mma fall off then it's not now

Been the type to leave confidence

So y'all can keep the weak compliments

Boarding jets on these continents

Serving shrimps with no condiments

Try to catch up, my mind is messed up

I hope you never caught trying to get them

My crystal ballers said I was next up

My hunger makes me feel like the best of

The current class, y'all nerds is last

If you wanna win you gonna earn your pass

I'll take your purchase, rip off the tags

Throw in your swag and then burn the bags

I don't roll with losers, just show and proofers

We don't like to talk cause we show (we show)

It ain't dinner time when it's winning time

So if you try to win then let's go, let's go



[Hook]



[Bridge]

Ain't nobody controlling us

I know you want to try to shoot me down, oooh, oooh

Then you better start loading up

Cause you gon' have to shoot way more rounds

Oooh, oooh



[Verse 2]

Walk into the office like daddy's home

Make them treat me like Mr. Combs

Execute my diddy dash

When the business' done I'm already gone

Proper sizing about getting dough

Skipped the city, let's hit it globe

Don't really drink and don't really smoke

The Moet and Cubans came with the robe

Let's get it, let's get it

Told my crew to let's get it, let's get it

You ain't down with me, I ain't down with you

So you can wear the shoe if you fit it

Admit it, tell the truth and admit it

Took my style and laced it with poison

So the joke is on you if you bit it (you bit it)

I'mma got a mail without no stamp

And I still give mail without your stamp

And this might alarm you

But I'm still as calm as I have ever been

Without your camp

Without your money, no hand outs, no bromance and co-sign

The road to riches look so bruh

But the profit from it, that's so mine



[Hook]



[Outro - Throwed]

Ugh

Rolling through the city with my mind on my business

Got a couple dimes that keep on dialing my digits

Saying I'm trying to witness, I'm trying to witness

Gotta go and get it and ain't got time for ya misses

Hold up