I’m Good lyrics

by

Big K.R.I.T.


[Chorus]
First off, this beat bang
Ask around, I'm the motherf*ckin' man
I'm about to drop ten racks on a chain
And find a pretty b*tch that I can dip with in the Range
I'm good, I put that on the hood, I'm good
I'm good, I put that on the hood, I'm good
I'm good, I put that on the hood, I'm good
I'm good, I put that on the hood, I'm good, n*gga

[Verse 1]
Ayy, ayy, I'm so straight the cops so crooked
Clique full of soldiers like No Limit
YG, what you doing? b*tch gimme four minutes
All in a n*gga grill like four dentists
Ridin' 'round solo got the money in the choke-hold
Whole head tattooed like a f*cking Cholo
Never hate the next man n*gga that's a no no
Got ya girl bouncing on my di*k like a low low
Mustard on the beat, mustard get a f*cking check
I got b*tches, take b*tches n*gga wanna bet?
Ice on my neck got ice in my ears
Hit the club n*ggas looking at me hella weird
It's YG 400, b*tch, get it right
You at the club every weekend? b*tch get a life
Ever since she f*cked with me, she never been the same
Well, god damn, just blame it on my ding-a-lang
[Chorus]
First off, this beat bang
Ask around, I'm the motherf*ckin' man
I'm about to drop ten racks on a chain
And find a pretty b*tch that I can dip with in the Range
I'm good, I put that on the hood, I'm good
I'm good, I put that on the hood, I'm good
I'm good, I put that on the hood, I'm good
I'm good, I put that on the hood, I'm good, n*gga

[Verse 2]
I'm so froze, diamonds look so lemon
Used to text 'cause my phone had low minutes
n*ggas 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, ridin' in a regale
Money over b*tches, n*gga, you don't think we know
Pockets full of c-notes, oops, I mean p-notes
b*tch in the whip looking hot like a Cheeto
Uh, Louie bag and a briefcase, b*tch
I get money like a sweepstakes
Uh, every week a n*gga eat steak
What's dessert? sh*t, I wonder how she tastes
I don't want her, you can get her
b*tch you ugly like yo' daddy Reggie Miller
Like Pittsburgh bet I steal her
And f*ck her in the whip brand new from the dealer
[Chorus]
First off, this beat bang
Ask around, I'm the motherf*ckin' man
I'm about to drop ten racks on a chain
And find a pretty b*tch that I can dip with in the Range
I'm good, I put that on the hood, I'm good
I'm good, I put that on the hood, I'm good
I'm good, I put that on the hood, I'm good
I'm good, I put that on the hood, I'm good, n*gga

[Outro]
I'm good on the I'm the sh*t!
YG 400, b*tch! I'm real!
I don't dance, n*gga 2 step
n*gga, trip then a shoot, n*gga with the tech
Hey, motherf*cker, don't you move
What...n*gga...moved?
Yeah, uh huh, that's what I thought, motherf*cker
Mustard on the beat, ho!
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