GOODI (feat. Patro & Ian Jay)

And I want that goodi, goodi

Gon give me that, mm-mm

I'ma get that goodi, goodi

I'ma get that, mm-mm

Money be it, look at our drip

Money on money on money I get

Life is good, tryna get rich

Money on money, how could I forget

And I want that goodi, goodi

Gon give me that, mm-mm

I'ma get that goodi, goodi

I'ma get that, mm-mm

Money be it, look at our drip

Money on money on money I get

Life is good, tryna get rich

Money on money, how could I forget

Feel like I'm rich, got a new wrist

You ain't my bitch

This what it feel like to be rich

Cameras on, recorded it, you got too lit

I got a ounce with me, she bout to bounce wit me

Let's see you, let me just speak, I'ma be

Talking to you, dick in your face, now you can't breathe

Freak in the bed, freak in the sheets, I'ma be

Fall back, it's all facts, got automatic

Guns and they all clap

How do I trust my girlfriend

Baby I can't trust you, can't trust you

How do I trust my girlfriend

Baby I can't trust you, can't trust you

And I want that goodi, goodi

Gon' give me that mm-mm

I'ma get that goodi, goodi

I'ma get that mm-mm

Money be it, look at our drip

Money on money on money I get

Life is good, tryna get rich

Money on money, how could I forget

And I want that goodi, goodi, gon' give me that, mm-mm

Ima get that goodi, goodi

Ima get that mm-mm

Money be it, look at our drip

Money on money on money I get

Life is good, tryna get rich

Money on, money how could I forget

Let's walk, love it when it's dark

And my car self-park

Finish at the pussy, that's exactly where I start

Bring your friends, bring her too

Bring your friends, bring her too

Bring her too, bring her too

I ain't mad atchu

You get the cash too

I gotta tat of you

Baby I'm in it, feels good to be winnin

The cash that I see, that's the money division

Gimme that goodi, goodi, gimme that mm-mm

Gimme that goodi, goodi, gimme that mm-mm

How do I trust my girlfriend

Baby I can't trust you

Can't trust you, ahhh

Yeah

How do I trust my girlfriend

Baby I can't trust you

Can't trust you

She ride it like a whore so I just pull up in a horse

Black on black, Bruce Wayne in a Porsche

Back to the back to the game once more

Stacks on stacks, but you know I need more

I got suicide doors, who would you die for

In a six-four, bumpin Do Or Die more

Ordered all the bottles cause ya know I provide it

I'm with all the models and I got'em excited

They love when I rap that same tune

Stay with the bag I claim too

My bitch bad, she mean too

She got a friend, that's mean too

How do I trust my girlfriend

How do I trust my bitch

How do I trust my girlfriend

How do I trust my bitch