Get Me Goin’

[Chorus]
Dick has got me moanin’, can you give me a bit of sex, naw?
Burger after burger and I'm still eating these fries ya
Ask me how I’m doing, I say I don’t give a fuck bruh
Listen to my music and you know my music raw
Fucked up, yeah you got me fucked up
If you want a feature Ima tax you, don’t get stuck up
Take over the rap game, boy Ima be top dog
Your bitch felt up on my pistol, told me I felt rock hard

[Verse]
Take over the game
Boy get out my face you know I do not fuck with lames
Ima get so big all these groupies gone give me brain
She ask me when I got free time but bitch I do not play
Moneys in the way, you know that hoe tryna escape
Numbers don’t matter to me
You can be bigger but you were never better than me
If you really want me girl you’d write a letter to me
I don’t check my phone or texts, you’ll take advantage of me
Rockstar I feel like a Rockstar
Dancin' when the moon is out you know my music rock hard
Singing like a popstar
Can take you where the stars are
I don’t need no image I just need bad bitches fast cars
Buying Maserati’s, yeah your bitch fuck with Kami
I buy her percs and things and that’s why she’s all on my body
She can’t get up of off me
Yeah your bitch really want me
I took your bitch, this ain’t no board game I ain’t sayin’ sorry
Yeah you read my mind
Yeah you know I’m just tryna fuck all the time
I’m a horny bastard bitch you wait in line
If I turn you away, bitch it ain’t your time

[Chorus]
Music got me goin’, can I get a bit of rest, naw?
Banger after banger and I’m still making these hits ya
Ask me how I’m doing, I say I don’t give a fuck bruh
Listen to my music and you know my music raw
Fucked up, yeah you got me fucked up
If you want a feature Ima tax you, don’t get stuck up
Take over the rap game, boy Ima be top dog
Your bitch felt up on my pistol, told me I felt rock hard