Goods
Lyrics
We're all the way live
I'm Always Live!
Fuck a filter!
I get these dreams... If I say it! They come to life! (They do)
I putting work and I go hard! fuck 9-5!
I put it in them bitches and they screaming aye
I mix and work on all my shit until it's fire!
Now I get head from a bad bitch
That's good with taxes
And she gets better when we hit another bracket
I got that work and my shit sells just like its rice!
I'm coast to coast, I had to doubled up my price!
I got that umbrella Lanez flow
But Unik Bei the Nation (Yeah yeah)
I got that drake Ovo flow
But I can Chris brown this section (Yeah)
And let it know my flows shot fire up like
I can switch it up like I'm Rambo (Rahhh)
Funny I'm looking forward to talking ya
On a trips like Moses no Django!
I got a check on me right now
My neck looking light house
All of them bitches you see flexing on Instagram
Always find they way to my house
Bounce on my bed make it skeek
Bounce on my dick make them scream
Play my shit in the background
And I do what I want cuz a young nigga rich sheesh
I got the goods
I got the good
She that good good good
And she love the wood
I got the goods
I got the goods
She that good good good
And she love the wood
I get these dreams... If I say it! They come to life! (They do)
I putting work and I go hard! fuck 9-5!
I put it in them bitches and they screaming aye
I mix and work on all my shit until it's fire!
Now I get head from a bad bitch
That's good with taxes
And she gets better when we hit another bracket
I got that work and my shit sells just like its rice!
I'm coast to coast, I had to doubled up my price!
Fuck the apologies (Fuck em)
I making so much money this year
These nigga can never ever say they copying me
Fuck the apologies, no I'm not sorry
Ya'll didn't fuck with me!
All you doubted me!
Now I got money, no new homies
All my exes that play me are now in my inbox and they all sound so sorry!
Wow How about now (Bitch)
Yeah, look at me now!
Huh, flex when I pull on your block
Flex with the chains I rock
I always I would make it!
I said that shit but your dumb ass doubted
Now, I'm the king of your town
Your friends know my name
Your woman love my sound
I got the goods
I got the good
She that good good good
And she love the wood
I got the goods
I got the goods
She that good good good
And she love the wood
I get these dreams... If I say it! They come to life! (They do)
I putting work and I go hard! fuck 9-5!
I put it in them bitches and they screaming aye
I mix and work on all my shit until it's fire!
Now I get head from a bad bitch
That's good with taxes
And she gets better when we hit another bracket
I got that work and my shit sells just like its rice!
I'm coast to coast, I had to doubled up my price!
Writer(s): Michael Philippe
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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