I'm Good

Okay, Boston

Red Sox cap,

I get baseball money

Used to do it big, but now bitch

I do it Paul

BunyanCincinnati

Reds cap, skinny jeans, black chucks

Hollywood shotgun, watch me make you act up

Saints cap, new car, paint that if it ain’t black

Red light, press a button, make the top think back

That was tough, so are us, no such thing as sobered up

You close minded,

I shoot you in the head

I bet you open up

High yellow women with her hair to her ass

Bring her home, fuck her like a belt then

I crashAnd when it comes to head,

I get the head of the class

I got them green backs like

I laid in the grass

Lucci be my nigga, the east up the building

Young Mula bait, the blanks already filled in

Fire alarm dick, them bitches want to pull

Weezy baby nigga

I ain’t just good motherfucker

I’mI’m goooooood

I’m goooooood

I’m goooooood

I’m goooooood

I’m goooooood

YeahStill no job bitch, but

I ain’t hurting

Phone still ringing so

I’m still working

Got coke for the starters, drink if you still slurping

Even got a couple pills if you’re back hurting

Uhh, they call me

Mister Pharmaceutical

I’m getting money every time

I’m in the studio

I’m getting money bitch even when

I do a show

I get the money even if

I have to sue a hoe

That’s how the game go, eastside play it cold

We love the new

Coupes, we love our necks froze

You couldn’t beat me if you could

Weezy Baby,

Lucci Lou and we good

I’m goooooood

I’m goooooood

I’m goooooood

I’m goooooood

I’m goooooood

Yeah