All Good (feat. DRM)
I just came in with a ba
Oh sorry
I just came in with a brand new bag
She looking at my pockets
Now she wish she never left
I never need a bitch to make me feel like I'm the best
Tell my shawdy that I'm all good
Tell my shawdy that I'm all good
Popping bottles getting nauseous
She text my phone I told her stop it
She tried to touch my phone I had to lock it
She tryna see what's up with my conscious
She hates the fact that I'm feeling so flawless
She misses all the times that she could call me
But it's over now
I swear it's really over now
Filling up my cup
Yeah
Don't care what they be talking bout
And when I pop out
They know that I'm the man
She always Fallin down
Wish that I could be the hand
That picks her up
Now now now
Don't need you back
No no no
She looking at my pockets, now she wish she never left
I never need a bitch to make me feel like I'm the best
Tell my shawdy that I'm all good
Tell my shawdy that I'm all good
Popping bottles getting nauseous
She text my phone I told her stop it
I don't need my ex when she text me it make me happy
I don't press reply because no message is way more classy
The things that you do now only have effect of the past me
I'm drinking every night
Fuck an Uber I call a taxi
I just beat my ex playing tic tak toe
Shawdy got some breath
Need a tic tac hoe
The way that I'm living I hop in a ghost
Just fuck with my flow while I get in my zone
Talk to me nice or I'll change up my tone
She calls me a king but then hops on my throne
I just came in with a ba
Oh sorry
I just came in with a brand new bag
She looking at my pockets
Now she wish she never left
I never need a bitch to make me feel like I'm the best
Tell my shawdy that I'm all good
Tell my shawdy that I'm all good
Popping bottles getting nauseous
She text my phone I told her stop it
And all the times That I thought that I loved you
I gave my trust
And that's something I don't do
You broke my heart
I see it as a break through
I'm living life
I should of never saved you
Now I'm popping bottles
Chilling with a model model
Sipping on a drank Biscotto
Shawdy thought I won the lotto
She thought that I was tripping
But I'm livin the best
Someone tell my ex
Someone tell me ex yeah
Tell my shawdy that I'm all good
Tell my shawdy that I'm all good
Popping bottles getting nauseous
She text my phone I told her stop it
Oh sorry
I just came in with a brand new bag
She looking at my pockets
Now she wish she never left
I never need a bitch to make me feel like I'm the best
Tell my shawdy that I'm all good
Tell my shawdy that I'm all good
Popping bottles getting nauseous
She text my phone I told her stop it
She tried to touch my phone I had to lock it
She tryna see what's up with my conscious
She hates the fact that I'm feeling so flawless
She misses all the times that she could call me
But it's over now
I swear it's really over now
Filling up my cup
Yeah
Don't care what they be talking bout
And when I pop out
They know that I'm the man
She always Fallin down
Wish that I could be the hand
That picks her up
Now now now
Don't need you back
No no no
She looking at my pockets, now she wish she never left
I never need a bitch to make me feel like I'm the best
Tell my shawdy that I'm all good
Tell my shawdy that I'm all good
Popping bottles getting nauseous
She text my phone I told her stop it
I don't need my ex when she text me it make me happy
I don't press reply because no message is way more classy
The things that you do now only have effect of the past me
I'm drinking every night
Fuck an Uber I call a taxi
I just beat my ex playing tic tak toe
Shawdy got some breath
Need a tic tac hoe
The way that I'm living I hop in a ghost
Just fuck with my flow while I get in my zone
Talk to me nice or I'll change up my tone
She calls me a king but then hops on my throne
I just came in with a ba
Oh sorry
I just came in with a brand new bag
She looking at my pockets
Now she wish she never left
I never need a bitch to make me feel like I'm the best
Tell my shawdy that I'm all good
Tell my shawdy that I'm all good
Popping bottles getting nauseous
She text my phone I told her stop it
And all the times That I thought that I loved you
I gave my trust
And that's something I don't do
You broke my heart
I see it as a break through
I'm living life
I should of never saved you
Now I'm popping bottles
Chilling with a model model
Sipping on a drank Biscotto
Shawdy thought I won the lotto
She thought that I was tripping
But I'm livin the best
Someone tell my ex
Someone tell me ex yeah
Tell my shawdy that I'm all good
Tell my shawdy that I'm all good
Popping bottles getting nauseous
She text my phone I told her stop it
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Markos
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