Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Good Wealthy, artist - Sada Baby. Date of issue: 05.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Good Wealthy |
| Mr I still shoot 'em in the neck, birth defect |
| Mr I still need me another Percocet |
| Mr I know them bitches make you have perfect sex |
| If she pop this perky, work it |
| She gon' let me know that pussy purdy, worth it |
| She gon' tell me if that pussy nerdy, early (Hmm) |
| I got a good feelin' that it’s clean |
| I just spent five hunnid on some lean (Hmm) |
| Five dollars, purple, red, never green |
| Seven foot nigga,, fuck he mean? |
| Throw my five up with the other five, I’m on ten (Huh) |
| Let me show 'em I ain’t never had no ho in me |
| Let that chopper ring for my team, they can’t go at me |
| Young Scuba Steve, two bitches look like |
| Your man singing to the thinkin' it’s poetry (Huh) |
| He a snitch, he a bitch, he ain’t shit, ayy |
| Skuba lit, I’m on tip and I’m rich, ayy |
| Put my stick in your cheek like this, ayy |
| Put my thang in her thang like this, ayy |
| Put that sauce on your bitch, made her switch sides |
| She ain’t never had no ding-a-ling this size |
| I’d be real if I was lil' or 6'5 (Huh) |
| I’d never be a fuck nigga in that gas |
| I never change, put it on my gang |
| We gon' bang if them niggas lame |
| We gon' leave a stain (Hmm) |
| Peep a nigga face through my Cartier frames |
| If he play, I put my chain on that nigga brain, ooh |
| Don’t be thinkin' you a bum 'cause you ain’t wearin' buffs |
| Wouldn’t give a fuck if you were, still tear him up (Huh) |
| Shoot a nigga, leave that boy with all his jewlery (Huh) |
| We ain’t tryna rob them niggas, they just scary (Huh) |
| Talk brave to my dogs, you get buried |
| Big 6, Big, they’ll shoot you like |
| We don’t care 'bout no CCW’s, them hammers we gon' carry |
| We’ll blow a nigga down like a (Huh) |
| Pull up in a tank, bitch, squad milatary |
| Said that hoe act like a virgin, pop her cherry |
| Eat a bad bitch pussy and some good wealthy |
| She got tats like me, Gucci look healthy |
| Louboutin, oh my God, know lil' baby smelt me |
| See a opp, make 'em die, you ain’t gotta help me |
| Faygo pop, ain’t no Wok, look like grape jelly (Huh) |
| I got murder on my mind, no, I ain’t Melly (Huh) |
| I ain’t tryna buy the pounds if they ain’t smelly |
| I do life for the squad 'cause I hate tellin' |
| He got money but he soft, that’s what he ain’t yellin' |
| Ain’t no niggas on my side if they ain’t felons (Huh) |
| Same niggas on my side 'cause they ain’t jealous |
| fuck around and get robbed for what he ain’t sell us |
| We ain’t 'bout to fuck on no bitch if they ain’t let us |
| Got the Drac', it’s gon' shoot |
| Ain’t gon' wait, it’s gon' ooh |
| Got no patience for you (Huh) |
| Hmm, put your face in the news |
| Shell cases at your place |
| Where you stay, make you move (Hmm) |
| If you see me fightin' a ape in the zoo |
| Help the ape 'cause that ain’t what it’s gon take to make me lose to him |
| Hmm, no, it ain’t no way we can lose |
| Hit the K with the blues, bitch, you know I’m in my groove (Ayy) |
| If she pop this perky, work it |
| She gon' let me know that pussy purdy, worth it |
| She gon' tell me if that pussy nerdy, early (Hmm) |
| I got a good feelin' that it’s clean |
| I just spent five hunnid on some lean (Hmm) |
| Five dollars, purple, red, never green |
| Seven foot nigga,, fuck he mean? |
| Throw my five up with the other five, I’m on ten (Huh) |