Go Get It (Acoustic)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Woah, yeah, yeah
She want Chanel, she want a Birkin
She wanna ride in the Rolls with the curtains
She want that brand-new Balenciaga
She want that Gucci, that Louis, that Prada
She want them big trips out the city
Her nigga was broke, he wasn't with it
And she know I got the bag on me
And I like her spoiled, whatever she want
I'ma go get it, yeah (mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
I'ma go get it, yeah (mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
I'ma go get it, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
I'ma go get it, yeah (mm-hmm), oh, yeah
I give you the best love, the best love
Tell me who gon' love you best love, best love?
I give you the best love, the best love
Tell me who gon' love you best love, best love?
Shawty in college, no mileage and plus she work a 9-to-5 (ayy)
She want a nigga to eat it and beat it up like it's 1999 (hey)
She know a young nigga pull up when she need it
You got it bad, girl, and I mean it
Put you some double G's on your feet
Don't none of that shit compare to your physique
You know I got time, let's do it
I'm with all the vibes, you knew it, aw, yeah
Your ex nigga must be crazy
Couldn't see a bad bitch even with Lasik
She got a face, no waist, but the case is that booty galore
She wanna taste a new place
With the Wraith and the Christian Dior
Young rich nigga, vibes
I ain't with them bitch niggas, lie (ayy)
Pussy worth six figures, slide
I'ma put this real in your life, ooh, yeah
Let a young nigga blow your back out
Down on all fours when you tap out
She know a young nigga bring the cash out
Good love on that money make you pass out
She want Chanel, she want a Birkin
She wanna ride in the Rolls with the curtains
She want that brand-new Balenciaga
She want that Gucci, that Louis, that Prada
She want them big trips out the city
Her nigga was broke, he wasn't with it
And she know I got the bag on me
And I like her spoiled, whatever she want
I'ma go get it, yeah (mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
I'ma go get it, yeah (mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
I'ma go get it, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
I'ma go get it, yeah (mm-hmm), oh, yeah
I give you the best love, the best love
Tell me who gon' love you best love, best love?
I give you the best love, the best love
Tell me who gon' love you best love, best love?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Woah, yeah, yeah
She want Chanel, she want a Birkin
She wanna ride in the Rolls with the curtains
She want that brand-new Balenciaga
She want that Gucci, that Louis, that Prada
She want them big trips out the city
Her nigga was broke, he wasn't with it
And she know I got the bag on me
And I like her spoiled, whatever she want
I'ma go get it, yeah (mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
I'ma go get it, yeah (mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
I'ma go get it, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
I'ma go get it, yeah (mm-hmm), oh, yeah
I give you the best love, the best love
Tell me who gon' love you best love, best love?
I give you the best love, the best love
Tell me who gon' love you best love, best love?
Shawty in college, no mileage and plus she work a 9-to-5 (ayy)
She want a nigga to eat it and beat it up like it's 1999 (hey)
She know a young nigga pull up when she need it
You got it bad, girl, and I mean it
Put you some double G's on your feet
Don't none of that shit compare to your physique
You know I got time, let's do it
I'm with all the vibes, you knew it, aw, yeah
Your ex nigga must be crazy
Couldn't see a bad bitch even with Lasik
She got a face, no waist, but the case is that booty galore
She wanna taste a new place
With the Wraith and the Christian Dior
Young rich nigga, vibes
I ain't with them bitch niggas, lie (ayy)
Pussy worth six figures, slide
I'ma put this real in your life, ooh, yeah
Let a young nigga blow your back out
Down on all fours when you tap out
She know a young nigga bring the cash out
Good love on that money make you pass out
She want Chanel, she want a Birkin
She wanna ride in the Rolls with the curtains
She want that brand-new Balenciaga
She want that Gucci, that Louis, that Prada
She want them big trips out the city
Her nigga was broke, he wasn't with it
And she know I got the bag on me
And I like her spoiled, whatever she want
I'ma go get it, yeah (mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
I'ma go get it, yeah (mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
I'ma go get it, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (mm-hmm, mm-hmm)
I'ma go get it, yeah (mm-hmm), oh, yeah
I give you the best love, the best love
Tell me who gon' love you best love, best love?
I give you the best love, the best love
Tell me who gon' love you best love, best love?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Byron O. Thomas, Eric A Bellinger, Deandre Coker, Phalon Anton Alexander, Jabreh Deshon Shaw, Sequence Clark
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