Jay Worthy - Good Shit (feat. Kamaiyah, Harry Fraud, Max B) lyrics

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[Jay Worthy - Good Shit feat. Kamaiyah, Harry Fraud, Max B lyrics]

Hey, hey
You know the first day
The motherfuckers gonna ask you, right?
Now, fuck you and Big Vel, pull that one off
You know what I tell them, man
But there's a will, there's always a way

God gave me a second chance and I ain't let up yet
If it ain't evident, should know
From the way I'm stackin' these presidents
Aint' into to readin' comments from bitches I'm livin' better than
Gucci sweaters in my closet next to the vetements
You read the four agreements?
Ay, you probably should, cause out in Hollywood
These bitches ain't into readin'
I don't even know why they in the air that I'm breathin'
Flyer than a seagull like I'm Steven
Whip's European
Saw me in the flesh, couldn't believe it
Vegas tourin', jockin at Venetian
Not even competin'
Where's my competition? I'm the reason
Baby been the answer in my region
On G-shit, it's Queen bitch

Bumpin' that hood shit
Sippin' some Hennessy
Smokin' the good shit
AMG niggas smoke
Only the good shit
Kidnapped, got a kid
Coke, I hope it's the good shit
Bigger one, platinum plates
Don't do the wood shit
Rollie a hundred stacks
Only the good shit
I came up from nothin' in 96
I was a rich
Benz's and Bentley trucks
Only the good shit

I miss the way you used to rub on my back
And bring me cash in the middle of the night
Where the junkies and hookers clash on the same strip
I made a hundred thousand in the same whip
We used to pack the lil' homies in for them field trips
Smash burgers
We gon' cook some beef when we grill shit
Drive-thru.We be in and out like some fast food
My bitch walk the blade cause she want him
But she don't have to
From Adelita's to Madame Cleo's
I'm really that dude
Knockin' hoes right out the brothel
And that's on four dudes
I started smokin' sweets again
I'm in the streets again
The league I'm in, there's no other players
It's only me, my friend
Silver bands pull up on Bravis
I'm out with Love Affair

My bitch is a shotgun
Bumpin' that hood shit
Sippin' some Hennessy
Smokin' the good shit
AMG niggas smoke
Only the good shit
Connect got a kid
Coca-Cola's the good shit
Bigger one platinum plaques
Don't do the wood shit
Rollie a hundred stacks
Only the good shit
I came up from nothin' in 96
I was hood rich
Benz's and Bentley trucks
Only the good shit

That drink in the 40-40
Got him at 30-30
My vision is 2020
Bitch, get your hands dirty
Bring my shit every week
Name ring on every street
Fuck Coco Mango music
We bangin' on every beat
Ridin' with sharp shooters
Five of them carpoolers
Bola some Capn Crunch
Friday's my cock tune
She smothered in Vegas lights
Baby got laid tonight
She fuck me for little money
But I pay her to say it right
Rocks make my arm glow
Yeah, Don Snow
She chargin' daddy a hundred thousand
My thot she on GoPro
Crew will get at a nigga
Shoot up the splatter niggas
Momma say take my time
Move like a caterpillar

My baby, she shotgun
Bumpin' that hood shit
Sippin' some Hennessy
Smokin' the good shit
AMG niggas smoke
Only the good shit
Couldn't have got a kid
Coco, bitch, the good shit
Bigger one platinum plaques
Don't do the wood shit
Rollie a hundred stacks
Only the good shit
I came up from nothin' in 96
I was a rich
Benzes and Bentley trucks
Only the good shit

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