MC Tree G, Vic Spencer, Chance The Rapper - Good Shit Roses lyrics
[MC Tree G, Vic Spencer, Chance The Rapper - Good Shit Roses lyrics]
Okay
Gramps is on crutches she used to love us
Used to love a
Protect us from everything but not
Touch her she around
Whoopins and liquor it wasn't allowed
Held her down older we smokin' reefer right
There outside the house now (now)
Gotta whole buncha bitches I
Don't need no names
Gotta whole buncha bitches I
Don't need no names
And I don't blame nobody's past
So I won't your slutty ass
We get up, you need thirty need thirty ass
And I smoke right outta them holes
They say "You dirty ass"
Videos they tell it all you seen that thirty
30 dollars each 3, 000 and thirty bass
Ball like niggas ain't used to do it
This ain't raw, than this ain't yalls
Yall ain't do it
And I been booed, and I been cooed
But ya'll ain't knew it
All I need is a chain
Oh my, Oh my god my goodness
I don't wanna hear that bullshit
I just wanna hit that good shit
(just that good shit)
I don't wanna hear that foul shit
I don't wanna hear that wow shit
I just wanna hit that wow shit
(just that good shit) oh my god my goodness
I don't wanna hear that bullshit
I just wanna hit that good shit
(this that good shit)
I don't wanna hear that foul shit
I don't wanna hear that wow shit
I just wanna hit that wow shit
(can you imagine)
Ridin' round
Imma write my will when I have time
Flow is Flow is barefeet on hot ground
When I grab you and stab
You then afterwards laugh too i'm devious
I don't even have human lungs
I got jail bars to replace them bruh
I just faced the blunt
Roses are where I'm not from
I bought my daughter one
She's the only hope I have
Glad to be a poster dad frozen
Livin that stiff life broke pitch wife
I'm the only one to get behind
I might I can spit mics
Walk around niggas cribs avoiding
Heavy sticky traps chi-town scenery
A nigga been sick of this (so what)
Trill niggas in a condo was built
From just chillin with them niggas
Gonna need more than joy
And rollers to get far (Cross)
Cross me you gon' get hit by a car
Oh my god my goodness
I don't wanna hear that bullshit
I just wanna hit that good shit
(this that good shit)
I don't wanna hear that foul shit
I don't wanna hear that wow shit
I just wanna hit that wow shit
(this that good shit)
Gramps is on crutches she used to love us
Used to love a
Protect us from everything but not
Touch her she around
Whoopins and liquor it wasn't allowed
Held her down older we smokin' reefer right
There outside the house now (now)
Gotta whole buncha bitches I
Don't need no names
Gotta whole buncha bitches I
Don't need no names
And I don't blame nobody's past
So I won't your slutty ass
We get up, you need thirty need thirty ass
And I smoke right outta them holes
They say "You dirty ass"
Videos they tell it all you seen that thirty
30 dollars each 3, 000 and thirty bass
Ball like niggas ain't used to do it
This ain't raw, than this ain't yalls
Yall ain't do it
And I been booed, and I been cooed
But ya'll ain't knew it
All I need is a chain
Oh my, Oh my god my goodness
I don't wanna hear that bullshit
I just wanna hit that good shit
(just that good shit)
I don't wanna hear that foul shit
I don't wanna hear that wow shit
I just wanna hit that wow shit
(just that good shit) oh my god my goodness
I don't wanna hear that bullshit
I just wanna hit that good shit
(this that good shit)
I don't wanna hear that foul shit
I don't wanna hear that wow shit
I just wanna hit that wow shit
(can you imagine)
Ridin' round
Imma write my will when I have time
Flow is Flow is barefeet on hot ground
When I grab you and stab
You then afterwards laugh too i'm devious
I don't even have human lungs
I got jail bars to replace them bruh
I just faced the blunt
Roses are where I'm not from
I bought my daughter one
She's the only hope I have
Glad to be a poster dad frozen
Livin that stiff life broke pitch wife
I'm the only one to get behind
I might I can spit mics
Walk around niggas cribs avoiding
Heavy sticky traps chi-town scenery
A nigga been sick of this (so what)
Trill niggas in a condo was built
From just chillin with them niggas
Gonna need more than joy
And rollers to get far (Cross)
Cross me you gon' get hit by a car
Oh my god my goodness
I don't wanna hear that bullshit
I just wanna hit that good shit
(this that good shit)
I don't wanna hear that foul shit
I don't wanna hear that wow shit
I just wanna hit that wow shit
(this that good shit)