Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Doing Good, artist - Larry June. Album song You're Doing Good, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Doing Good |
You need to check up from your neck up |
Bitch choose up, play the red carpet, hit New Orleans |
Take it overseas, we can cross the border |
Give her 30K, playin' craps with the trick |
All my bitch like to do is hit licks |
Orange Chanel bag match her fingertips |
Night vision on it so I won’t miss |
Goin' through the shit, still sellin' dope |
I don’t wanna hug, rather just smoke |
Nigga won’t choke if it ain’t dope |
Bitch hit for six, meet me in the Scope |
Ridin' through the city with a scale on me |
Hope these fuck niggas don’t tell on me, damn |
Salad with the kale on it |
Bust down lemonade, sellin' some', goddamn |
No plates, VIN number covered up, that’s an unknown (ups and downs) |
I thought I fell in love, nigga I was wrong (eyes closed) |
I can count a hundred thousand with a blindfold, ice so cold |
It’s probably 'cause I got this VVS chain on (you're doing good) |
It’s early in the trap but just hit for sixteen hundred |
You’re doing good (yeehee), you’re doing good (yes lord, shit) |
Bitches shaking ass, on the pole doin' tricks |
You’re doing good, you’re doing good (one, two, three, hit it) |
Doing, good, doing, good, doing, good, doing, good |
Doing, good, doing, good, doing, good, doing, good |
Call of Duty choppers, Grand Theft Auto |
Theory live the city, no pity |
Soft nigga, why the fuck you speaking on me |
Told the lil bitch you wanna rob |
More money more problems, handheld revolvers |
My nigga just had a daughter, I work harder |
If rap don’t work I’m probably back sellin' hella hard |
Don’t give a fuck, run it up |
Fuck the judge, I ain’t showin' up |
Put my lawyer on it |
I’m havin' money, I don’t feel right if I don’t got a hundred |
Never had a hit, just a white bitch |
Sellin' hella twat, bring her to a pimp |
Livin' like a king, bought the bitch a lil spot North Beach, I’m a real P |
You a house nigga, puttin' all your money on the Gram nigga |
My money so long can’t fit in a picture |
But still lookin' like a regular nigga |
Just in case money (shit) |
Buy a lake money |
Beat the case money |
Real estate money (good job) |
Make sure my son straight money (yeehee) |
I’m lovin' how that new Jag run it |
You the type of nigga buy that bitch a bag but tell her gotta keep the tag on it |
Six hour flight, touch down Hawaii, know I had to get the car service |
Snuck a half on the airplane, that good kush, good job Berner |
Four straps on me, that’s four burners, I’m a road runner |
Ayy ayy ayy, ayy ayy ayy |
It’s early in the trap but just hit for sixteen hundred |
You’re doing good (yeehee), you’re doing good (yes lord, shit) |
Bitches shaking ass, on the pole doin' tricks |
You’re doing good, you’re doing good (one, two, three, hit it) |
Doing, good, doing, good, doing, good, doing, good |
Doing, good, doing, good, doing, good, doing, good |
I ain’t finna have the ho int he show givin' out no blow |
I’m on Snapchat though, but I swear to God though |
I’m kickin' it with my grandson though |
Really though really though |
I’ma let that go (sock it to me) |
And everything, sock it to me, lil bitty bitch, you under- |
Good job 1st |