Good.Feeling (feat. iAN SMOKE & Danny LLAZO)
Yeah, I'm ready to speak
If you ready to listen
My watch on glisten,
My Glock on pippin',
Fit on drippin
Fuck wichu you broke
And I fuck wichu you rich in
Life is good,
Why the fuck is you bitchin'
If you comin' over,
That's food in the kitchen
Makin' a livin',
We scrapin' and killin
Regular Nigga like Krillin'
Super saiyan on my waist
Kamehameha
Make you look silly
It's written all over your face
And now you know Trigger is so illy
It is what it is
And it ain't what it isn't
My pinky on froze,
I'm always chilly
My life was so fucked
And it made me a villain
Pull it and pop it and peel it
Shotty make your body
Hit the ceiling
Huh,
Manny, I just got a good feelin'
We just out here
In the crib chillin
You know that Trigger
Is for the children
Educate you,
Make you lose livin
Fuck around,
Been around,
You missin'
Last thing you saw
Was that tool glisten
Pull it and pop it and peel it
Danny I just got a good feelin
Got a new watch
Can't read the time
No jewelry on
I naturally shine
You claim a bitch
She actually mine
I did the race
Did not do the time
Violent child
Don't walk bitch I step
Go to the right
Or you gettin' left
We get the low
If you bitches tell
I catch a hit
Right from my cell
Got eight bitches
Wrappin' them bails
Got a new car
And it fish tails
Fill up the car
With cutters and rails
I'm out on bond
I don't tell no tales
Dior the feet
Boxers Hilfigure
I'm in the booth
With Danny and Trigger
I went to sleep and still got richer
100 round drum, bitch, it'll lift ya
200 dash, real money flippa
300 dudes to come and get ya
Bro cut you down, he took the chipper
Bro either scam or he a hitter
Pull it up, pop it and peel it
Trigger, I just got a good feelin
Uh
Trigger, I just got a good feelin
Uh
Yeah, Danny, I'll sit ya
Chains, they icy
They in the cooler
Reach the Draco to your doula
Don't let my quiet demeanor fool ya
Nigga, fuck around
You on te ground
We got guns for days
We bustin' plays
I got some people that lowkey'll do as I say
Nigga, don't play
We put you in your place
Move like a puzzle piece
Just like a muzzle beast
Cause niggas don't really fuck with me
Yeah, we bad company
Now you got bad company
Bitch, you ain't stumpin' me
You are just pups to me
Pull it, pop it, peel it
Ian I just got a good feelin
I just got a good feelin
I just got a good feelin
I just got a good feelin
If you ready to listen
My watch on glisten,
My Glock on pippin',
Fit on drippin
Fuck wichu you broke
And I fuck wichu you rich in
Life is good,
Why the fuck is you bitchin'
If you comin' over,
That's food in the kitchen
Makin' a livin',
We scrapin' and killin
Regular Nigga like Krillin'
Super saiyan on my waist
Kamehameha
Make you look silly
It's written all over your face
And now you know Trigger is so illy
It is what it is
And it ain't what it isn't
My pinky on froze,
I'm always chilly
My life was so fucked
And it made me a villain
Pull it and pop it and peel it
Shotty make your body
Hit the ceiling
Huh,
Manny, I just got a good feelin'
We just out here
In the crib chillin
You know that Trigger
Is for the children
Educate you,
Make you lose livin
Fuck around,
Been around,
You missin'
Last thing you saw
Was that tool glisten
Pull it and pop it and peel it
Danny I just got a good feelin
Got a new watch
Can't read the time
No jewelry on
I naturally shine
You claim a bitch
She actually mine
I did the race
Did not do the time
Violent child
Don't walk bitch I step
Go to the right
Or you gettin' left
We get the low
If you bitches tell
I catch a hit
Right from my cell
Got eight bitches
Wrappin' them bails
Got a new car
And it fish tails
Fill up the car
With cutters and rails
I'm out on bond
I don't tell no tales
Dior the feet
Boxers Hilfigure
I'm in the booth
With Danny and Trigger
I went to sleep and still got richer
100 round drum, bitch, it'll lift ya
200 dash, real money flippa
300 dudes to come and get ya
Bro cut you down, he took the chipper
Bro either scam or he a hitter
Pull it up, pop it and peel it
Trigger, I just got a good feelin
Uh
Trigger, I just got a good feelin
Uh
Yeah, Danny, I'll sit ya
Chains, they icy
They in the cooler
Reach the Draco to your doula
Don't let my quiet demeanor fool ya
Nigga, fuck around
You on te ground
We got guns for days
We bustin' plays
I got some people that lowkey'll do as I say
Nigga, don't play
We put you in your place
Move like a puzzle piece
Just like a muzzle beast
Cause niggas don't really fuck with me
Yeah, we bad company
Now you got bad company
Bitch, you ain't stumpin' me
You are just pups to me
Pull it, pop it, peel it
Ian I just got a good feelin
I just got a good feelin
I just got a good feelin
I just got a good feelin
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Writer(s): Angel Collazo
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