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Go Get It Video (MV)




Performed By: Bernard Bars
Language: English
Length: 4:40
Written by: Dywane Smith




Bernard Bars - Go Get It Lyrics
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Im'a go it can't let em' near me
Came out the trenches yeahhh
They in my city, I know they plottin
I can just feel it yeahhh, hopin' I make it
I was just prayin' patiently waiting yeahhh
I swear to God, they watch me starve
I want it all yeahhhh
Man I'ma go get it, I'ma go get it
I'ma go get it yeahhh
All in my business, I know they miss me
It been a minute yeahhh
My bitch the baddest, gucci and fendi
I tell her go it yeahhh
They see me winnin' yeahhh
I had to go get it yeahhh
Uhh, I been here before
These niggas they do the most
Copied my sound, then they threw me off the boat
Like they ain't know a nigga could float
Give me my crown, cause in QC i'm the goat
Better yet I am the hope, yeah I am the truth
You know they ain't f*ckin' wit bars, no tellin' what Ima do
Hop in the booth, then I change out of my suit
Gon' put a S on my chest, ice on my wrist
Now she gon' swear she's in love
But all she can offer is sex
Try to finesse, tell me oooh baby it yours
Like i'm brand new to this shit
Don't make me laugh, claim that it's all in her past
When I know u tryna get half
I know they mad pull up 1.8 on the dash
I got this shit in the bag, movin' too fast
Man I'm just tryna get cash to buy shit that I never had
Tell you no lie, felt like I wanted to die
Life was just passing me by
Told them my plans, then I saw homie switch sides
Now I don't talk like khawi
I'm being real, yeah, I want a mill
Ball like I'm playin' in the gym
That's what it is yeah, she see the crib
Now she come through with a friend
I don't depend, no, on none of you niggas
Now I'm one up on you niggas
Hurtin' they feelings, and I'm like f*ck your opinion
Nigga I said it, I meant it
Im'a go it can't let em' near me
Came out the trenches yeahhh
They in my city, I know they plottin
I can just feel it yeahhh, hopin' I make it
I was just prayin' patiently waiting yeahhh
I swear to God, they watch me starve
I want it all yeahhhh
Man I'ma go get it, I'ma go get it
I'ma go get it yeahhh
All in my business, I know they miss me
It been a minute yeahhh
My bitch the baddest, gucci and fendi
I tell her go it yeahhh
They see me winnin' yeahhh
I had to go get it yeahhh
Look, can't let em get close
I know they scheming on me
Waitin' to feast, hopin' a nigga fall off
But I do this shit in my sleep
Back on my feet, they thought they counted me out
They'll never figure me out
She on my d, sittin' like she on the couch
Puttin' it all in her mouth
I bring the heat, like I'm on miami beach
Yeah I got places to be, things to do
Say they ain't f*ckin' with me
Well nigga the same to you
Made up my mind
I don't like none of you guys
You always gon' tell what u knew
I want it all, funny you trustin' yo dogs
But they leavin' clues like blue
I'm on a mission, I got the talent to get it
I gotta trust in the vision
I got ambition, plus me a couple of bitches
Who know how to play they position
I want a Bentley, then Ima drive it to Bourbon
And tell my big bro he can have it
I'm out in Dallas, took my lil sis to the jeweler
And told her if u want it just grab it
Yeah I'm a loner
Look I don't need u to like me
My nigga I need u to pay me
F*ck being famous, homie I rather be nameless
And bout' to go fly to the caymans
I'm a go-getter, mama ain't raisin' no gangster
But grandma she gave me a pistol
Playin' the victim
Sometimes that makes that shit worst
Sometimes u gotta shoot first
Im'a go it can't let em' near me
Came out the trenches yeahhh
They in my city, I know they plottin
I can just feel it yeahhh, hopin' I make it
I was just prayin' patiently waiting yeahhh
I swear to God, they watch me starve
I want it all yeahhhh
Man I'ma go get it, I'ma go get it
I'ma go get it yeahhh
All in my business, I know they miss me
It been a minute yeahhh
My bitch the baddest, gucci and fendi
I tell her go it yeahhh
They see me winnin' yeahhh
I had to go get it yeahhh
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Im'a go it can't let em' near me
Came out the trenches yeahhh
They in my city, I know they plottin
I can just feel it yeahhh, hopin' I make it
I was just prayin' patiently waiting yeahhh
I swear to God, they watch me starve
I want it all yeahhhh
Man I'ma go get it, I'ma go get it
I'ma go get it yeahhh
All in my business, I know they miss me
It been a minute yeahhh
My bitch the baddest, gucci and fendi
I tell her go it yeahhh
They see me winnin' yeahhh
I had to go get it yeahhh
Uhh, I been here before
These niggas they do the most
Copied my sound, then they threw me off the boat
Like they ain't know a nigga could float
Give me my crown, cause in QC i'm the goat
Better yet I am the hope, yeah I am the truth
You know they ain't f*ckin' wit bars, no tellin' what Ima do
Hop in the booth, then I change out of my suit
Gon' put a S on my chest, ice on my wrist
Now she gon' swear she's in love
But all she can offer is sex
Try to finesse, tell me oooh baby it yours
Like i'm brand new to this shit
Don't make me laugh, claim that it's all in her past
When I know u tryna get half
I know they mad pull up 1.8 on the dash
I got this shit in the bag, movin' too fast
Man I'm just tryna get cash to buy shit that I never had
Tell you no lie, felt like I wanted to die
Life was just passing me by
Told them my plans, then I saw homie switch sides
Now I don't talk like khawi
I'm being real, yeah, I want a mill
Ball like I'm playin' in the gym
That's what it is yeah, she see the crib
Now she come through with a friend
I don't depend, no, on none of you niggas
Now I'm one up on you niggas
Hurtin' they feelings, and I'm like f*ck your opinion
Nigga I said it, I meant it
Im'a go it can't let em' near me
Came out the trenches yeahhh
They in my city, I know they plottin
I can just feel it yeahhh, hopin' I make it
I was just prayin' patiently waiting yeahhh
I swear to God, they watch me starve
I want it all yeahhhh
Man I'ma go get it, I'ma go get it
I'ma go get it yeahhh
All in my business, I know they miss me
It been a minute yeahhh
My bitch the baddest, gucci and fendi
I tell her go it yeahhh
They see me winnin' yeahhh
I had to go get it yeahhh
Look, can't let em get close
I know they scheming on me
Waitin' to feast, hopin' a nigga fall off
But I do this shit in my sleep
Back on my feet, they thought they counted me out
They'll never figure me out
She on my d, sittin' like she on the couch
Puttin' it all in her mouth
I bring the heat, like I'm on miami beach
Yeah I got places to be, things to do
Say they ain't f*ckin' with me
Well nigga the same to you
Made up my mind
I don't like none of you guys
You always gon' tell what u knew
I want it all, funny you trustin' yo dogs
But they leavin' clues like blue
I'm on a mission, I got the talent to get it
I gotta trust in the vision
I got ambition, plus me a couple of bitches
Who know how to play they position
I want a Bentley, then Ima drive it to Bourbon
And tell my big bro he can have it
I'm out in Dallas, took my lil sis to the jeweler
And told her if u want it just grab it
Yeah I'm a loner
Look I don't need u to like me
My nigga I need u to pay me
F*ck being famous, homie I rather be nameless
And bout' to go fly to the caymans
I'm a go-getter, mama ain't raisin' no gangster
But grandma she gave me a pistol
Playin' the victim
Sometimes that makes that shit worst
Sometimes u gotta shoot first
Im'a go it can't let em' near me
Came out the trenches yeahhh
They in my city, I know they plottin
I can just feel it yeahhh, hopin' I make it
I was just prayin' patiently waiting yeahhh
I swear to God, they watch me starve
I want it all yeahhhh
Man I'ma go get it, I'ma go get it
I'ma go get it yeahhh
All in my business, I know they miss me
It been a minute yeahhh
My bitch the baddest, gucci and fendi
I tell her go it yeahhh
They see me winnin' yeahhh
I had to go get it yeahhh
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Writer: Dywane Smith
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