Lyrics Go Get It #GGI - P.A. On The Track

P.A. On The Track
You Bettah Play That
Shit, shouout to the entire whole fuckin crew
Because i always miss a few

Look
Ima tell you off top to come with the loot
Play with the opps cause you know they ain't fucking with Luke
Sit at the tableget a plate cause you know that it's hot
Make em watch cause it's time believe it or not
Old fashioned I'm still stashing the cash
And blasting any nigga wana play with that
Get the troops we gone Rally like we own Checkers
Keep hatters guessing I can guarantee the won't bet us
Big flexer, vita mix on the dresser keep that body right and them checks up
They say Luke why you always on some cleaver shiii
I said I won't expose it but they told me I was next nigga

Go get it, go, go get it
Go get it, go, go get it
Go get it, go, go get it
Run with it, run, run with it
Go get it, go, go get it
Go get it, go, go get it
Go get it, go, go get it
Run with it, run, run with it

Ayo Runnin in my city with a bitty by side
Nice titties with some thighs get her fittys and some fives
Fake kiddies I despise cuz they living in a lie
I'm diddy In 05 do you get me with that line
I'm talking power, what you know about controlling minds
Say no to crime but my heart is on that polar time
They slope the climb but the top is what I hope to find
Came from the bottom now I'm trynna get a solar shine
Roll with dimes you can say I go get it
They are so with it, it ain't no quitting
Flow spitting now we dough gettin
P.A. Pro switching now we both winning
Fix ya dukes if you trynna battle Spitz and Luke
Talkin fluke then the kid gon chip ya tooth
They hit the gym while the kid Spitz hit the booth
I got more hooks than a mother fuckin fishing group

Go get it, go, go get it
Go get it, go, go get it
Go get it, go, go get it
Run with it, run, run with it
Go get it, go, go get it
Go get it, go, go get it
Go get it, go, go get it
Run with it, run, run with it

I go get it, I never been a ho wit it
Let me screw it up for you niggas who be slow wit it
Ones who be out here grinding
Hustling, really Po wit it
Demon with a scat back
Im raising to the door wit it
Im a hustla supplying all the customers
Started with a bag stacked up and I doubled up
Kept more pushin now, these niggas they in trouble bro (Brah)
Got it up the strength i had to build my muscles up
Heart raising, from all this damn paper chasing
Ain't just taking more, I can't keep the paper waiting
Slide to the money, so they said i been paper skating
I like it even mo when niggas out here paper hating
I go get it, yeah i go get it
Polo to the floor, those astro fitted
Full speed ahead tryna get some more fetti
Aint worried about yo bitch cuz she aint got no credit

Go get it, go, go get it
Go get it, go, go get it
Go get it, go, go get it
Run with it, run, run with it
Go get it, go, go get it
Go get it, go, go get it
Go get it, go, go get it
Run with it, run, run with it
Go get it, go, go get it
Go get it, go, go get it
Go get it, go, go get it
Run with it, run, run with it

God's warriors must always be ready for battle
Even tho over the tea cups
Sit down, George
It's not wise to be too sure of the right way to do good, George
Priests believe it's their job to bring God to the people
But Sometimes it's the people who bring God to the priest