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Goer
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Goer was released on January 9, 2026 by Groundwerk as a part of the album Goer - Single
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Music Video

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
TaTa
TaTa
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jenn Carter
Jenn Carter
Composer
Kyle Richh
Kyle Richh
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jarett Hawthorne
Jarett Hawthorne
Producer
Jelani “Jay B Frosty” Bodden
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

4zz (Like, grrah, like, grrah)
New opp in the lineup, roll up the weed and it's stinkin' (Like, damn)
Flick the beam on his brain, now we can see what he's thinkin' (Yes)
'42 what I'm drinkin' (Word), give, give crane, my patience shrinkin' (Nah)
Grrah, she wanna hop in a back seat, this is a blackie, never a Lincoln (Like, damn)
Grrah, she wanna know when we linkin' (Yes), I can't wife it, I know she a goer, woah
Ice on my neck, I'm polar
Took a pill, now I'm movin' slower, damn
She told me, "Back out boner", way too fast, I don't even know her (Never)
Smoke too much weed, I'm a stoner, she want me and her with a stroller, never
Backshots, shorty bipolar, I go backshots, grabbin' her shoulders (Baow)
"Don't tell no one", that's what I told her, backshots, breakin' her shit like a boulder (Baow)
Breakin' her shit, I'm a savage, milf said come hit her up when I'm older (Baow)
I play with the pussy like poker, she tell me I'm crazy like Joker (Baow)
She say I'm Joker, I'm way too high off this shit, barely breathin'
Bitch, I want a new Daytona, I'ma keep smokin' this weed, I'm steamin' (Baow, baow, baow)
Grrah, new opp in the lineup, roll up the weed and it's stinkin' (Like, damn)
Flick the beam on his brain, now we can see what he's thinkin' (Yes)
'42 what I'm drinkin' (Word), give, give crane, my patience shrinkin' (Nah)
Grrah, she wanna hop in a back seat, this is a blackie, never a Lincoln (Like, damn)
Grrah, she wanna know when we linkin' (Yes), I can't wife it, I know she a goer, woah
Ice on my neck, I'm polar
Took a pill, now I'm movin' slower
I'm in Atlanta, all black, low exposure
G on my body, no need for a holster
Damn, all in her donut, Homer
Like, in my bedroom, the fuck is composure?
Feel like I'm Dexta 'cause I am her owner
Please do not dap me, I know you a poser
Bitch, we gettin' more paper than folders
No wonder she keep on sayin', "Come over"
Damn, can't get backdoored, bitch, I know she a goer
30 stick came with a ray, no clover
Off a broom, I forget how to blink, and she know that once I'm not sober it's over
With my chains on, I'm smokin' and think like, "Baby, I might need you, come a lil' closer"
What? Like, damn, like, damn (Grrah)
New opp in the lineup, roll up the weed and it's stinkin' (Like, damn)
Flick the beam on his brain, now we can see what he's thinkin' (Yes)
'42 what I'm drinkin' (Word), give, give crane, my patience shrinkin' (Nah)
Grrah, she wanna hop in a back seat, this is a blackie, never a Lincoln (Like, damn)
Grrah, she wanna know when we linkin' (Yes), I can't wife it, I know she a goer, woah
Ice on my neck, I'm polar
Took a pill, now I'm movin' slower (Slow)
Written by: Jenn Carter, Kyle Richh
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