GOOD AND BAD
Oh I feel so bad
I wonder what is wrong with me
Ohhhhhhhhhhh I feel
So bad
I wonder what is wrong with me
You know I think I am karma babyy
To see what the problem could be
Uhhhhhhh
I'm feeling this right here
Hmmm naw for real
And get a glimpse of what's going on
Open your eyes
See past all this bull shit
Right now I'm chilling a right now
Shit in the hotel right now making this art
You feel me
And getting to the grind you feel
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh
Naw for real
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh
Picture perfect lights camera action
I am the main attraction
If she's with me she's the baddest
In this coupe this bitch the faster
This bit takeoff automatic
Choppa we keep ratchets
I think big bruh knowing magic
Yeah he make your body vanish
I am a rock out
Bitch I'm jamming
That for four five hit like a cannon
I bet that bitch there do some damage
I bet I'll be the last man standing
Fuck this shit don't need a grammy
Bitch pull up don't have no panties
Just don't hear me understand me
What's that shit
Boy keep that boy going tho
Aye this shit here straight punch ins to
This ain't no wrote shit either
I'm just going with what coming out
You feel me
Straight how I feel
On me
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
My bitch be worried about other bitches
Told that bitch I don't fuck with them bitches
Goddamn right I'm not cuffing these bitches
Goddamn right I'm not loving these bitches
Broke ass nigga just mind your business
Cut that hoe off cause
That bitch was too friendly
Too bad bitches in the back they kissing
Can't catch the shit
I'm mothfucking dishing
I'm cooking up shit
But I'm not in the kitchen
Ain't no hand out nigga go out and get it
Fuck what they talking
Them niggas some bitches
Stand on your shit be about your business
Fuck nigga playing I bet he get it
These bitches a snake you
So that's why I keep 60
I got to stop sipping
I can't feel my kidney
Drink in my body it got me on edge
You asked what I do I'm a think you the feds
Bro out the window he take off your head
You gossip about me
But I bet you won't say it
Bitch talking stupid
I said what I said
Hoe on my dick I just wanted some head
Fuck what you are talking if it's not about bread
Haha
Oh my goodness boy
Oh my goodness booya
That's all I can say cuz
Ha
Haaa
I might need to do this shit more often
On me
On me
Aye you know what it is men we going up
With all this shit
Me and gang
All my brothers standing together nigga
We united out this bitch
One me
On god
Whole lot of cbt shit too
You can't put us on a leash we can't be tamed
Fuck nigga
I wonder what is wrong with me
Ohhhhhhhhhhh I feel
So bad
I wonder what is wrong with me
You know I think I am karma babyy
To see what the problem could be
Uhhhhhhh
I'm feeling this right here
Hmmm naw for real
And get a glimpse of what's going on
Open your eyes
See past all this bull shit
Right now I'm chilling a right now
Shit in the hotel right now making this art
You feel me
And getting to the grind you feel
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh
Naw for real
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh
Picture perfect lights camera action
I am the main attraction
If she's with me she's the baddest
In this coupe this bitch the faster
This bit takeoff automatic
Choppa we keep ratchets
I think big bruh knowing magic
Yeah he make your body vanish
I am a rock out
Bitch I'm jamming
That for four five hit like a cannon
I bet that bitch there do some damage
I bet I'll be the last man standing
Fuck this shit don't need a grammy
Bitch pull up don't have no panties
Just don't hear me understand me
What's that shit
Boy keep that boy going tho
Aye this shit here straight punch ins to
This ain't no wrote shit either
I'm just going with what coming out
You feel me
Straight how I feel
On me
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
My bitch be worried about other bitches
Told that bitch I don't fuck with them bitches
Goddamn right I'm not cuffing these bitches
Goddamn right I'm not loving these bitches
Broke ass nigga just mind your business
Cut that hoe off cause
That bitch was too friendly
Too bad bitches in the back they kissing
Can't catch the shit
I'm mothfucking dishing
I'm cooking up shit
But I'm not in the kitchen
Ain't no hand out nigga go out and get it
Fuck what they talking
Them niggas some bitches
Stand on your shit be about your business
Fuck nigga playing I bet he get it
These bitches a snake you
So that's why I keep 60
I got to stop sipping
I can't feel my kidney
Drink in my body it got me on edge
You asked what I do I'm a think you the feds
Bro out the window he take off your head
You gossip about me
But I bet you won't say it
Bitch talking stupid
I said what I said
Hoe on my dick I just wanted some head
Fuck what you are talking if it's not about bread
Haha
Oh my goodness boy
Oh my goodness booya
That's all I can say cuz
Ha
Haaa
I might need to do this shit more often
On me
On me
Aye you know what it is men we going up
With all this shit
Me and gang
All my brothers standing together nigga
We united out this bitch
One me
On god
Whole lot of cbt shit too
You can't put us on a leash we can't be tamed
Fuck nigga
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Writer(s): Justin Murphy
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