Good Year Lyrics

Spinning keep spinning it look like we work at Good Year

All of these racks, Up to my ear, I can't even hear

Tried to hit me with a felony it's still a good year

That boy must be psyched out or something, I don't see no fear

Yo ass be living in a dream, Nigga I live for real

You can't get where I'm coming from cause you was raised in the hills (Like Beverly Hills)

Aye be for real (Be for real)

Aye be for real (Be for real)

Aye be for real (Be for real)

Aye be for real (Be for real!)

Baby I really get high as I want (On God)

Girl you really got that donk (On God)

They think they get it but they don't (On God)

He think he gone do it but he won't (On God!)

I'm tired of fucking hoes

I ain't gon cap you down, I'm a let you know

Hoes come and go just like the Cho

I get it, I got it, I already know, Like I told you before

Pop that lil X, She say Zi in that mode

I can really show you something really fucking gross

Now it's in ya dreams now you like, "Woah" (Woah)

Spinning keep spinning it look like we work at Good Year

All of these racks, Up to my ear, I can't even hear

Tried to hit me with a felony it's still a good year

That boy must be psyched out or something, I don't see no fear

Yo ass be living in a dream, Nigga I live for real

You can't get where I'm coming from cause you was raised in the hills (Like Beverly Hills)

Aye be for real (Be for real)

Aye be for real (Be for real)

Aye be for real (Be for real)

Aye be for real (Be for real!)

Baby I really get high as I want (On God)

Girl you really got that donk (On God)

They think they get it but they don't (On God)

He think he gone do it but he won't (On God!)