Good Heart

Mamma said I got a good heart need to use it
Taking hella drugs bitch I'm going stupid
Running in this race bitch I can't lose it
Run up on my nigga fuck it I might lose it

Yea
I got a bad little bitch yuh yuh
I'm just tryna get rich yuh yuh
Shawty she suck on my dick yuh yuh
Smoking that weed in the vip
Fuck is you talking my nigga
All of my niggas they ride with them choppers they ride the triggers
And you know that we can not fuck with no snitches
I be grinding yea I'm tryna go make me a figure
Yea hold up not one figure I'm tryna make seven figures
Not one bitch I got like seven bitches and they sucking on the dick
Not one account got seven accounts and the commas just keep getting bigger
Not one trap got seven traps young nigga call me a flipper
Took that bitch right back to the crib sorry didn't know that was yo sister
Young nigga balling good I ball like a piston
Niggas they talk that shit but never gone listen
Bad bitch pull up on me cause I'm In a good position
Yea yea yea yea yea yea

Mamma said I got a good heart need to use it
Taking hella drugs bitch I'm going stupid
Running in this race bitch I can't lose it
Run up on my nigga fuck it I might lose it



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Writer(s): Jerome Sales
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