The Good Kind

Cardo got wings
Niggas know how the fuck I'm coming, quit playing with me, man
Nigga, you mad 'cause the bitch, you know what I mean?
Soft-ass nigga
Still hoppin' out that shit though
Gettin' to this motherfuckin' bag, damn, uh, ayy, ayy (yeah, ayy, ayy)

I'm on bag mode, 'Rari with the fast mode
Made plans with her, flaked, I'm a asshole
Catting off, spent a two on a yellow stone
Got her looking at the ocean eating smoothie bowls
I'm a real street nigga, don't get it confused
Same nigga from the block, turning one to two

Do my dance on a ho, I got bag now
Niggas playing with my guap, pull the mask down
In yo' feelings 'bout the ho, you a whole child
I got Ms on the low, but still don't fuck around
Hold on, check, bitch, I'm fresh as hell
Hold on, check, let a nigga live

I been on a stack mission, I ain't spendin' shit
Took the bitch to ride bikes, I ain't wanna hit
I'm slidin' through the ends, money on my mind
Cardo on the beat, it's hitting every time

Getting money ('cause I wanna), stack it up ('cause I wanna)
Switch whips ('cause I wanna), suit it up ('cause I wanna)
Break it down ('cause I wanna), pick it up ('cause I wanna)
Keep it up ('cause I wanna), you're doing good ('cause I wanna)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
She never met a nigga like me (uh, that)
She never met a nigga like me
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

I done seen niggas re-rock a whole bird
Pillow talking to the yitch, you a whole nerd
I put my phone down 'cause I'm on third
All these long-ass lights gon' get a nigga murked
Even when I'm eatin', I be on alert
I ain't with the frontin', I just make it work

I'm gettin' to it, nigga, that's for certain
How you hatin' on me when yo' pockets hurting?
Re-rock, flip a lot, made a ticket off the block
Range Rover all stock, looking like I push rock
Came over, top-top, I ain't want the dust bop
I just want peace, I been through a lot

I just wanna mob, I just wanna slide
See me with a Yitch, it's The Good Kind
I like making money, and I like it fast
Playing Spaceships in my Grand Nash

Getting money ('cause I wanna), stack it up ('cause I wanna)
Switch whips ('cause I wanna), suit it up ('cause I wanna)
Break it down ('cause I wanna), pick it up ('cause I wanna)
Keep it up ('cause I wanna), you're doing good ('cause I wanna)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
She never met a nigga like me (uh, that)
She never met a nigga like me
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

I'm on bag mode, 'Rari with the fast mode ('cause I wanna)
See me with a Yitch, it's The Good Kind ('cause I wanna)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (nice shirt)
Cardo, nice shirt, uh, shh, ah, sight, good shit



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Writer(s): Larry June, Ronald Nathan Latour, Trunx
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