What's Good?
Fuck a snitch
And they clique
Tell a bitch
To get whipped
With my dick
Have a lick
On my tip
Shit I'm rich bitch
Fuck a job
Fuck a nine to five
Fuck a five to nine
Oh that's your dime
That how gonna give me brain
Yeah that bitch gonna give me mind (Uh)
No you can't come to my hood (Uh)
Gotcha bitch all on my wood (Yeah)
Rolling and smoking on woods (Yeah)
Ayo pussy boi what's good (Huh)
I know you ain't from my hood (Yeah)
My city don't fight we shoot (Ay)
Hear the clique clack of the broom (Ay)
Paint your brain matter in your room (Boom)
Ayo pussy boi what's good
What's good what's good hoe?
You don't want these hands bro
Na na
You don't want these hands bro
Na na
You don't want these hands bro
Na na
You don't want these hands bro
Na na
You gonna catch this faded
Every hit a hand grenade
Don't not come inside my space
Or I'll come out of my cage
I just be posted on the trap house
With you bitch all on my lap now
She smoke on my sack now
You want beef don't make me laugh now
I hear squaking when you talking that trap sound
Shut up bitch and open your mouth now
(Ugh)
Ain't sipping tea in your hood
I'm sipping whiskey like I should
Can you step up bitch you should
Throw your set up hoe what's good
Soning all y'all bitches im father (What)
Money on my mind she calling (Ay)
I can smell the stench of these oppas (Ay)
Pussy boi Smells like Sheldon and waters
You don't wanna battle hoe
Hit you one time leave you shattered woah
I'mma leave you smoked like my favorite dro
You a cop cock cock you an average crow
Promethazine
How I'mma make your body lean
Mop you with the floor
Till its clean ocd
Don't make me catch a charge
That's felony
Call me mister mean
Bitch don't talk sass
Or you'll get slapped
You'll be telling all your homies
Oh my God tragic really whipped my ass
But this still trash
This what happens
When big T
With his big D
Gets higher than ketimines
And beats a tack
Fuck
This song wasso trap
Oh well you can go and kiss my ass
Bitch I can never stop
Fuck an op
Fuck a cop
Grab my cock
Load the Glock
Wet the spot
Till time just stop
Stop stop stop stops
Hey hey hey
You don't want the fade
Hey hey hey
Pussy boi what's good
And they clique
Tell a bitch
To get whipped
With my dick
Have a lick
On my tip
Shit I'm rich bitch
Fuck a job
Fuck a nine to five
Fuck a five to nine
Oh that's your dime
That how gonna give me brain
Yeah that bitch gonna give me mind (Uh)
No you can't come to my hood (Uh)
Gotcha bitch all on my wood (Yeah)
Rolling and smoking on woods (Yeah)
Ayo pussy boi what's good (Huh)
I know you ain't from my hood (Yeah)
My city don't fight we shoot (Ay)
Hear the clique clack of the broom (Ay)
Paint your brain matter in your room (Boom)
Ayo pussy boi what's good
What's good what's good hoe?
You don't want these hands bro
Na na
You don't want these hands bro
Na na
You don't want these hands bro
Na na
You don't want these hands bro
Na na
You gonna catch this faded
Every hit a hand grenade
Don't not come inside my space
Or I'll come out of my cage
I just be posted on the trap house
With you bitch all on my lap now
She smoke on my sack now
You want beef don't make me laugh now
I hear squaking when you talking that trap sound
Shut up bitch and open your mouth now
(Ugh)
Ain't sipping tea in your hood
I'm sipping whiskey like I should
Can you step up bitch you should
Throw your set up hoe what's good
Soning all y'all bitches im father (What)
Money on my mind she calling (Ay)
I can smell the stench of these oppas (Ay)
Pussy boi Smells like Sheldon and waters
You don't wanna battle hoe
Hit you one time leave you shattered woah
I'mma leave you smoked like my favorite dro
You a cop cock cock you an average crow
Promethazine
How I'mma make your body lean
Mop you with the floor
Till its clean ocd
Don't make me catch a charge
That's felony
Call me mister mean
Bitch don't talk sass
Or you'll get slapped
You'll be telling all your homies
Oh my God tragic really whipped my ass
But this still trash
This what happens
When big T
With his big D
Gets higher than ketimines
And beats a tack
Fuck
This song wasso trap
Oh well you can go and kiss my ass
Bitch I can never stop
Fuck an op
Fuck a cop
Grab my cock
Load the Glock
Wet the spot
Till time just stop
Stop stop stop stops
Hey hey hey
You don't want the fade
Hey hey hey
Pussy boi what's good
Credits
Writer(s): Tragic
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