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Go Get Em (feat. Rob49)

Kodak Black/Rob49huatong
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When my heart was turning cold

It made my head more hotter

I never seen the world that says he don't want no problem

I don't wanna go back up the road, I gotta be more smarter

But I'ma probably pull the fold with a peanut colada

Told my older sister, don't try to show her ass on me

She might feel like she got more game and try to play the homie

I'm fuckin' with what you sayin', I ain't got nothing against her

You say you real, so I'ma let you show me how you step

The present let me out of prison, I'm a keep my present

I'm a get up and run, go get him; it's on my mind, man

I'm when it's happenin'; I feel bad

I'm ready already

I'm ready already

I'm ready already

They say that dope got bitches locked, you pushin' off, Eddie

The way you bust high with that walk, they know it's off, Eddie

I spent a million at the jewelry store last summer

To get better; you can't be scared of bein' uncomfortable

I'm a raw lil' nigga, I ain't finna die takin' perks

I just went through with the formula, I prayed and it worked

I can f*ck with this baby, she workin', stayin' in church

She be prayin' that I be safe, she pray that I don't get murked

Purpose specs on the bud; I guess I'm smokin' that perk

Yeah, purpose specs on that blood, yeah, I'm smokin' that prick

Yeah, niggas be movin' homicidal, then they don't want no problems

Should've thought about that shit, them niggas shout out my mama

Cry to get a project down, I'ma get a job, I'ma get a job Damn, that broker's rich

Tryna make a non-scratcher

They ain't tryna stalk and go t-shirt shit, we'll do it ourself

I ain't bout to die takin' pills

They can't just talk and run me Fs

Niggas gotta come and show me they real

We'll try to go ride the gamut, check Young Duncan live with no feel

Who don't talk too much or get niggas smacked

Boy, it's my project, I'm him

You the one who say they super solid

Niggas told on my son

Put my heart aside

My s**t been broke too many times by niggas who I think rhyme

Told them don't pick that side

But niggas still went and chose that side

Told them don't cross that line, cause they know damn well they gon' die

And soon they cross that line

I've been told my Niggas

Back so big I ain't send no hitter

I make your family get you

Keep acting like we don't know you, lay your head, leave you in that pillow

And put n***as in that pickle, behind all G's, cause that's my n***a

Niggas can't tell me different

Altro da Kodak Black/Rob49

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