Good (feat. Duke Contrail)
Now you the only one I want cause you give that best vibe yeah
I'm on the 710 south to your crib on the eastside yeah
Already drank three cups so I might let you drive yeah
I ain't the one to be cuffing shit but you the on I'm gone pull up with
I wanna slide slide with my main thang
I'm bout to scoop you up in my range range
Imma let you ride on my wave wave
Introduce to the gang
Hundred miles an hour when we switch lanes
She never left the city lets vacay
Never been out the country we gon catch planes
Baby I don't play play
I can take you on a vacay
We can call it baecay girl
I can take you on a vacay
We can call it baecay girl
She got the goods
She got the goods yeah yeah
She got the goods
She got the goods yeah yeah
Look, you the vibe its amazing
Look, I need your vibe its contagious
Look, ain't nobody replacing
Look, if a nigga get to complacent
Put me in my place ain't no way I could ever leave
You know how it go I'm the type to show you better things
And the better things never could replace a king
You was never here for the cake
But it's your birthday so I feel we could take that trip
Niggas all in yo face you say boy don't trip
I be smashing the whip with a four door clip
Then I'm coming to you but the grip don't slip
I mean your hips got me wondering
If we could get a glimpse of the motherland
Mother fuckers really better understand
I ain't understood I could kill a nigga for you and the goods (hold up)
I can take you on a vacay
We can call it baecay girl
I can take you on a vacay
We can call it baecay girl
She got the goods
She got the goods yeah yeah
She got the goods
She got the goods yeah yeah
Baby I'm tryna kick it like Bruce Lee
Maybe could put you up some new things
We could be fly just like two three
Be up all night just like Bruce Wayne
Have you ever slid in a coupe with no roof
Ate dinner off the coast in Malibu
I could take you to Miami we eat Nobu
Then back to the city for the soul food
Girl you make me feel some type a way
Baby let me put you on some thangs
I'm just tryna out you on a plane
Pick a place we could fly away
Hundred miles an hour when we switch lanes
She never left the city lets vacay
Never been out the country we gon catch planes
Baby I don't play play
I can take you on a vacay
We can call it baecay girl
I can take you on a vacay
We can call it baecay girl
She got the goods
She got the goods yeah yeah
She got the goods
She got the goods yeah yeah
I'm on the 710 south to your crib on the eastside yeah
Already drank three cups so I might let you drive yeah
I ain't the one to be cuffing shit but you the on I'm gone pull up with
I wanna slide slide with my main thang
I'm bout to scoop you up in my range range
Imma let you ride on my wave wave
Introduce to the gang
Hundred miles an hour when we switch lanes
She never left the city lets vacay
Never been out the country we gon catch planes
Baby I don't play play
I can take you on a vacay
We can call it baecay girl
I can take you on a vacay
We can call it baecay girl
She got the goods
She got the goods yeah yeah
She got the goods
She got the goods yeah yeah
Look, you the vibe its amazing
Look, I need your vibe its contagious
Look, ain't nobody replacing
Look, if a nigga get to complacent
Put me in my place ain't no way I could ever leave
You know how it go I'm the type to show you better things
And the better things never could replace a king
You was never here for the cake
But it's your birthday so I feel we could take that trip
Niggas all in yo face you say boy don't trip
I be smashing the whip with a four door clip
Then I'm coming to you but the grip don't slip
I mean your hips got me wondering
If we could get a glimpse of the motherland
Mother fuckers really better understand
I ain't understood I could kill a nigga for you and the goods (hold up)
I can take you on a vacay
We can call it baecay girl
I can take you on a vacay
We can call it baecay girl
She got the goods
She got the goods yeah yeah
She got the goods
She got the goods yeah yeah
Baby I'm tryna kick it like Bruce Lee
Maybe could put you up some new things
We could be fly just like two three
Be up all night just like Bruce Wayne
Have you ever slid in a coupe with no roof
Ate dinner off the coast in Malibu
I could take you to Miami we eat Nobu
Then back to the city for the soul food
Girl you make me feel some type a way
Baby let me put you on some thangs
I'm just tryna out you on a plane
Pick a place we could fly away
Hundred miles an hour when we switch lanes
She never left the city lets vacay
Never been out the country we gon catch planes
Baby I don't play play
I can take you on a vacay
We can call it baecay girl
I can take you on a vacay
We can call it baecay girl
She got the goods
She got the goods yeah yeah
She got the goods
She got the goods yeah yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Lamar Thomas
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.