Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Good For It , by - NAV. Song from the album NAV, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 23.02.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: XO
Song language: English
Good For It |
| Spark a Woody, gettin' buzz like Lightyear |
| You fuck that bitch, I fucked her first, so I might care |
| Got these rappers stressin' out, they growin' white hair |
| I dumped that bitch, sold her a dream, I gave her nightmares |
| They talkin' shit from far away, my .40 right here |
| Shooter shoot like Steve Kerr, I feel like Mike here |
| Told that bitch I’m not Mike Tyson, I don’t bite ears |
| My shorty twenty-one, she in her prime years |
| I don’t want her body, I want her mind, yeah |
| My Lambo will transform, Optimus Prime, yeah |
| I had to leave the Rex', the 6 is full of slimes, yeah |
| They see me gettin' money, feel like droppin' dimes, yeah |
| She said she wanna be my wife, I said, «Don't waste my time» |
| I’ll prolly keep on fuckin' bitches 'til I’m forty-nine |
| Please don’t try me 'cause you know I’m Addy’d up |
| He thought he was lit until we lit him up |
| I’m just a brown boy with a bag |
| I got hitters poppin' shit, I’m just poppin' all these tags |
| Come get your issue, we got mags |
| The only time when I’m not fuckin' on your bitch, she on the rag |
| Told my plug, «I need a pound, you know I’m good for it» |
| I book a flight for your bitch, she know I’m good for it |
| My jeweler made another chain, he know I’m good for it |
| I’m what the music game needed, yeah, I’m good for it |
| Got some money and they sayin' that I changed now |
| She don’t wanna fuck me, I’m tryna fuck her friend now |
| She said she not a stripper, I still made her strip now |
| I’m doin' good, I left the Rex', I’m off the strip now |
| Had to upgrade all my shooters, got 'em .30 clips |
| Told 'em, «Best not wear my merch when you be doin' shit» |
| My bro still in the trap, I’m tryna get him out that shit |
| 'Cause he can’t build a house with only half a brick |
| Ain’t talkin' burgers when I say that we was hittin' licks |
| You fuck around, I might just fuck around and fuck your bitch |
| You switch your life around and that’s when all your family switch |
| Tell me who else would keep the lights on if I wasn’t lit |
| These pussies actin' like some toilets, wanna take my shit |
| I got Somalis from the South Side, they be sprayin' shit |
| Like 2K player mode, I had to recreate myself |
| You wearin' fake designer, tried to recreate my belt |
| I’m just a brown boy with a bag |
| I got hitters poppin' shit, I’m just poppin' all these tags |
| Come get your issue, we got mags |
| The only time when I’m not fuckin' on your bitch, she on the rag |
| Told my plug, «I need a pound, you know I’m good for it» |
| I book a flight for your bitch, she know I’m good for it |
| My jeweler made another chain, he know I’m good for it |
| I’m what the music game needed, yeah, I’m good for it |