I'm Good

Lyrics

First off, this beat bang
 Ask around, I'm the motherfucking man
 I'm about to drop ten racks on a chain
 And find a pretty bitch that I can dip with in the Range
 I'm good, I put that on the hood (I'm good, I'm good)
 I'm good, I put that on the hood (I'm good, I'm good
 I'm good, I put that on the hood (I'm good, I'm good
 I'm good, I put that on the hood (I'm good, I'm good
 Aye aye, I'm so straight the cops so crooked
 Clique full of soliders like No Limit
 YG, what you doing? Bitch gimme four minutes
 All in a nigga grill like four dentists
 Riding round solo got the money in the choke-hold
 Whole head tattooed like a fucking Cholo
 Never hate the next man nigga that's a no no
 Got ya girl bouncing on my dick like a low low
 Mustard on the beat, mustard get a fucking check
 I got bitches, take bitches nigga wanna bet?
 Ice on my neck got ice in my ears
 Hit the club niggas looking at me hella weird
 It's YG 400, bitch, get it right
 You at the club every weekend? Bitch get a life
 Ever since she fucked with me she never been the same
 Well, god damn, just blame it on my ding-a-lang
 First off, this beat bang
 Ask around, I'm the motherfucking man
 I'm about to drop ten racks on a chain
 And find a pretty bitch that I can dip with in the Range
 I'm good, I put that on the hood (I'm good, I'm good)
 I'm good, I put that on the hood (I'm good, I'm good
 I'm good, I put that on the hood (I'm good, I'm good
 I'm good, I put that on the hood (I'm good, I'm good
 I'm so froze diamonds look so lemon
 Used to text cause my phone had low minutes
 Niggas need swishers so we at the store with it
 If you don't drop on the blunt then you don't hit it
 Flyer than a eagle, riding in a regale
 Money over bitches, nigga, you don't think we know
 Pockets full of c-notes, oops, I mean p-notes
 Bitch in the whip looking hot like a Cheeto
 Louie bag and a briefcase, bitch
 I get money like a sweepstakes
 Everyweek a nigga eat steak
 What's dessert? Shit, I wonder how she taste
 I don't want her, you can get her
 Bitch you ugly like yo' daddy Reggie Miller
 Like Pittsburg bet I steal her
 And fuck her in the whip brand new from the dealer
 I'm good on the I'm the shit!
 YG 400, bitch! I'm real!
 I don't dance, nigga 2 step
 Nigga, trip then a shoot, nigga with the tech
 Hey, motherfucker, don't you move
 What... nigga... moved?
 Yeah, uh huh, that's what I thought, motherfucker
 Mustard on the beat, ho!
 

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Song Details

Duration
02:59
Key
5
Tempo
96 BPM

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