Cartel Bo ft Baby Kia - Go Get Em (Official Music Video)

Watch the "Go Get Em" Official Music Video Stream "Go Get Em" on 'PABLO' EP now: https://cartelbo.lnk.to/PABLO Follow Cartel Bo: Instagram:   / cartelbo   TikTok:   / cartel_bo   Facebook:   / cartelbo   Subscribe:    / @cartelbo_   Follow Baby Kia: Instagram:   / babykia   TikTok:   / realbabykia   X: https://x.com/1babykia Subscribe: https://www.babykia.lnk.to/subscribe Credits: Director: Rozay 4k Producer: Rozay 4k Production Company: Rozay 4k Lyrics: Go Get Em' Yeah like real real Kia I’m saying though like 10 on him, 10 on him, 30 on him, cause he talk too much I want him to go fast, put 20 on him Yeah, I don’t care where they at Alright, okay Alright, okay Alright, okay Alright, okay Alright, okay Alright, okay Alright, okay Say there he go, alright, go get him then All right We pop out monkey mask, jumpsuit trying to erase a n*gga Mini ARP ain't got no range, so I'm about to chase a n*gga Know I like blue cheese, put a opp inside the loose leaf Pocket filled with that sh*t, trap with the kit, wilding out all through the street F*ck what you heard, really be trippin', I stay with this tech You won't catch me without it, outside wilding, foot on n*gga's neck Whoa, 392 growling, diamond shining, scat pull up at Ozara Jump out fresh as f*ck, all eyes on me, h*es like there go Khari He reach for my neck, leave him where he stand, I'm Pete, I won't say sorry This year I bought three whips back to back, next year pull up Ferrari Kinda get tired of this sh*t, bro, keep gettin snatched up by the feds I remember that night we had called, shh, can't say that, free Lil Ted Broad day jump out the scrape, two drapes on three, we let them quake I'm known to finish all my meals, ten racks of blicks, I get em ate BK, BK, BK Always strapped with a micro drac Creep out the caddy got shot in his stomach, he fell on his back, told him to roll on his face Everybody get hit, we not leaving no crumbs, got another young n*gga got left on the gate 60 rounds on the micro drac, can’t tell with the fifty get face Super charge my hemi, it’s 957 big 6.4 let’s race. Yeah He got me chasing after his *ss, running, damn near cause a wreck Call lil doodie, jump from behind the car, shoot at a n*gga neck He know damn well I got no insurance, faking like he going to wreck Stay gettin' busy, size 15s, stomping on a nigga neck All that hiding, shouldn’t have been playing, can't get him, go get his family I've been looking for his mammy, we got the public in a panic I don’t even know which way I’m shootin, b*tch I get full of them xannies I hit the side, they whip the switch, they b*tch ass piled up like a sandwich The opps can’t even come outside go get lunch, I put that on my granny B*tch I be in and out yo city, head to toe in Alexander You can pray and I can pray because these hundred rounds ain’t jamming Left him laying under that scat pack, through the city going rampant We pop out monkey mask, jumpsuit trying to erase a n*gga Mini ARP ain't got no range, so I'm about to chase a n*gga Know I like blue cheese, put a opp inside the loose leaf Pocket filled with that shit, trap with the kit, wilding out all through the street F*ck what you heard, really be trippin', I stay with this tech You won't catch me without it, outside wilding, foot on n*gga's neck Whoa, 392 growling, diamond shining, scat pull up at Ozara Jump out fresh as f*ck, all eyes on me, h*es like there go Khari #Texasrap #Houstonrap #HipHop