Go Getters lyrics

[Intro: HBK Jachi]
(I get my plug from the Narcos, the Mexicans)
I get my sh*t from Hat
(Ayy, Turk, turn that sh*t up)

[Chorus: HBK Jachi]
Livin' life fast just like a Hellcat
Every time we get our hands on 'bows, we gon' sell that
I'm with all go-getters, ain't politic with no n*gga
Told that b*tch, "You really love me", let my bros hit her
Poppin', yeah, they know we lit, I could slide and hold the stick
[?] get a broken wrist, I know that I chose this sh*t
b*tch, you see it's all Dracs, I got the Stincs with me (I know she see me)
n*ggas hatin', probably why they tryna beef with me (n*ggas crazy)

[Verse 1: Ralfy the Plug]
Diamonds goin' crazy, look like the TV trippin'
Steak and lobster while you warmin' up TV dinners
Hittin' on b*tches that look like Kylie Jenner
b*tch was goin' crazy in my comments, so I had to pin her
Every time I get the bag, I thank Mr. Whiskers
Playin' with my strips, get turned to a chicken dinner
I'm on her bumper, know the Plug finna bend her
Poured off the juice, the heater on me, checking temperature
You gon' wake up every day thinkin' 'bout a stimulus
When it come to gettin' money, a lot of these n*ggas limited
I'm a boss, your baby daddy a middle man
We know the truth, b*tch, I got them big old bands, the Plug
[Chorus: HBK Jachi & PlayerrWays]
Livin' life fast just like a Hellcat (Skrrt)
Every time we get our hands on 'bows, we gon' sell that
I'm with all go-getters, ain't politic with no n*gga (Naw)
Told that b*tch, "You really love me", let my bros hit her
Poppin', yeah, they know we lit, I could slide and hold the stick
[?] get a broken wrist, I know that I chose this sh*t
b*tch, you see it's all Dracs, I got the Stincs with me (I know she see me, alright)
n*ggas hatin' (Playerr), probably why they tryna beef with me (Let me pop it, what I say? n*ggas crazy)

[Verse 2: PlayerrWays]
Like how I stack up eighty thousand in a shoebox
It's Mike Amiri denim, cost a bag, when I strip him, he sockless
I would bring out Double R, but I wait 'til that slip
"Why you sip so much, Playerr?" b*tch, I'm addicted to Tris'
Ayy, ayy, pour that Wocky up, I just patched for this pint
Carti fully bust down, my lock even got a lil' shine
And my shooters with me packin' heat, we don't play for Miami
Shoot your gun, Stanley, 'cause my chop like a big-ass Bambi
Ghetto Boyz took out the same 'fit on, I've been in that trap
Come and get your chili packs, 'za packs, it cost a bag
I'm top tier, I mean benibachi, Chef Grizzley
Baby, I'm a player, I'm gon' have you cryin' in that Bentley, gang

[Chorus: HBK Jachi]
Livin' life fast just like a Hellcat
Every time we get our hands on 'bows, we gon' sell that
I'm with all go-getters, ain't politic with no n*gga
Told that b*tch, "You really love me", let my bros hit her
Poppin', yeah, they know we lit, I could slide and hold the stick
[?] get a broken wrist, I know that I chose this sh*t
b*tch, you see it's all Dracs, I got the Stincs with me (I know she see)
n*ggas hatin', probably why they tryna beef with me (n*ggas crazy)