Good (feat. TNB Banga)

Niggas changed on me but its good I dont wanna smoke ya wood yeah im good I dropped the pack on my boy he said its good Doubled up wit banga now we good Bitch my style good my loud good You know that pounds good Niggas talk alot because I guess they think it sound good Always got my dawgs ima make sure that my hounds good We gon stack these benjis make sure everybody pile good Bitch I'm good I'm good I'm good i swear to god im gucci hoe Keep the pack the kit wit me i trap in the studio She get mad n say she good she acting like a boojie hoe She love to giv me shit n still expect to hit the movies no You say that you good but i need to know how good Nails n toes done when nobody looking kinda good Or you just make sure the crib clean when i slide good Might fuck a nigga wash up wit a towel good how good Im just saying i live a fast life im too young to die I lost niggas I aint cry I aint even wonder why T-N-B me Banga and you know my brother chize Smile in my face but i see they hate in they eyes Seen niggas with hoop dreams start surfin off perkys Put down the ball gave me a call like we homies College coach got him starving he just tryna get by Giving me all type excuses he just tryna get high We good bro Niggas changed on me but its good I dont wanna smoke ya wood yeah I'm good I dropped the pack on my boy he said its good Doubled up wit banga now we good Bitch my style good my loud good You know that pounds good Niggas talk alot because I guess they think it sound good Always got my dawgs ima make sure that my hounds good We gon stack these benjis make sure everybody pile good Bitch I'm good I'm good I'm good still in every fuckin hood Wish a muthafucka would my brother told me knock on wood Them pounds good 30 rounds good aint no brown good Ya bm tryna come a suck a dick just like a fan should Gucci flips fuckin on his bitch good off the shits Got me on swerve on angles take no losses bitch The real O free Chris couple niggas that i miss I got 2 kids in 2 years they aint gon want for shit Why the acting like a friend bro Act like i don't roll down windows Won't catch banga lackin wit extendos Old face but he use to be a friend tho Money be the root of all evil I made a lot of money so i lost people I done lost bitches watch trap niggas turn straight to witness Bro went and caught a body he aint tell them bitches Grew up now I'm giving hell to niggas Crabs in a barrel take a shell you niggas How thats ya man put up bail for niggas No more talk we gon nail these niggas Right on the cross you a jealous nigga Right on the cross you a jealous nigga Right on the cross you a jealous nigga We good Niggas changed on me but its good I dont wanna smoke ya wood yeah im good I dropped the pack on my boy he said its good Doubled up wit banga now we good Bitch my style good my loud good You know that pounds good Niggas talk alot because I guess they think it sound good Always got my dawgs ima make sure that my hounds good We gon stack these benjis make sure everybody pile good