G.O.O.D. (feat. Lootenant, Yungbc & King D-Roc)

Yungbc spelt it out Yeah that means I’m good bitch Pull up in some shit that’ll Take your bitch and Make the hood sick Yes I’m the shit You can say my flow is fickle My pockets filled with narcotics You would think this Shit was legal She ask me why My eyes rolling Bitch I’m on a bean Intels like in a game down Like it’s some quarantine I’m always loaded I wish I had a chauffeur Got a couple baddies with me They be snorting all my coke up Open up my eyes and lit The blunt right when I woke up I feel Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious I hit them all my Little homies causing pandemonium Down in the Dirty d Coachella Valley California Ooh You would think I was on roller skates By the way I move Most likely the ice That’s what made her choose I don’t make the rules All I did was pay my dues I played the game I made the lane cause I’m that dude Bitch I’m G to the motherfucking double od Stuff ya chick good like I be bagging groceries Higher than a kite Wait getting satellite Pushing all the letter Like my name Vanna White They be getting mad At the things that I took Dropping seventy Bitch I’m D Book Hear my bars once acting all shook When I go spit Motherfuckers go look Cause Imma Cali boy Straight up Now they tryna make up All these rappers Now tryna go and change up Only got the remedy Dome shot like Kennedy Fuck if you be into me That ass she be giving me Pimp bet you heard bout me I be knocking you out That’s the word Ali And I’m living this life And I’m getting this ice If you dissing my shit Know I don’t give a fuck  Cause I’m D to the motherfucking roc Said it once before for The nigga Jeremy Got a brew in my hand with the crew That’s key And we locking shit down While I spit my heat Lemme spill my shit I’m not tripping If he got this or he got that Cause I’m where’s it at So just sit back and let me put forth My feeling toward the nigga That’s playing in the court I’ve already done the shit That you finna do I’ve already analyzed What you look into And my lines still full Now look at you I’ve already won my nigga Find something new You could do whores Do chores but now I’m putting my money on the niggas Who would shoot more Baskets rigged  And you got shots But I’m betting I’m the nigga that would use yours