Im Good ft. Prod. Sapeta Beats Lyrics

How you sitting on yo ass you can't stack Nomo

I get it onna run Lil dog I get cash to go

My glick be a college hoe she like to flash and blow

You know my bitch bad damn right she a classy hoe

In my own lane ion care you can pass me folk

Eyes inna back of my head you can't stab me no

Backstabbing broke ass bitch you can't have me goes

I'm good but the opps they ain't happy tho

Fuck a opp really wanna know why you ride me for

Yo ya not gang you can't hang fuck around me folk

Hitta run around Witta bag like a merry go

Keep it tuck ion like to flash I'm not scary bro

It is what it is but the poles don't vary so

Clips cooling kits hollow tips you Inna scary boat

Doggy tried to dive in and died cus he couldn't float

Doggy stayed I got it outta mud that's why he couldn't grow

I'm somewhere Inna hills getting it in Tryna get it off

I got everything else except hard and I ain't moving soft

Shit you fucking wit it just hit bro hell get you booted off

I mean booted up risk over weighs reward dog

I Fuck with the beans sometimes too if they getting off

Shawty hoed down stead of Gd up n she going raw

Use to buy halfs to smoke now it's sixty two of em

Ohh we took ya runtz shut the fuck you ain't doing nun

Shit bag his ass real bad fuck his poop functions

Same niggas that ain't got no bag stay wanna do something

Don't gotta whip not even a crib need go roof hunting

Ighhhd I mean crib searching

And I know specific shit boutta past cus I did learning

I got the glick but punched him in his shit got his chin hurting

I swear if I get blowed down they gone need ten hearses

Oh I'm cool on that lil quap cus I make big purchase

Damn MurtMurt niggas came up look whatchu did curtis

I got deeper reasons paper Nah that's just his purpose

We was taught only take the risk if the bids worth it

That's why the fuck I'm up everyday before six thirty Haaaa

How you sitting on yo ass you can't stack Nomo

I get it onna run Lil dog I get cash to go

My glick be a college hoe she like to flash and blow

You know my bitch bad damn right she a classy hoe

In my own lane ion care you can pass me folk

Eyes inna back of my head you can't stab me no

Backstabbing broke ass bitch you can't have me goes

I'm good but the opps they ain't happy tho