Good Moarnin' ft. Christopher Martin Lyrics

I love bug, sippin' puffs

Hippy drugs, gold slugs

Persian thugs, mean mugs

I preach in bars, she leavin' scars

Idols, cars, tradin' bonds

Now she's sellin' harry's wands

Vagabonds, crooked' dupont (poison)

Pinkies up in France

She want a ring, but standin' in parliament?

(WHAT YA DOIN' IN PARLIAMENT?)

Not even Solomon had enough riches to settle em' out from the damage of bitches (female-dogs)

Now huffin' and puffin', still waitin' and payin' the tax man

And supportin' the drag man, while her fam eat from trash can

And still, I'm the bad man?

Good Moarnin', yah

You gave half of your heart

Good Moarnin', now you want all of my dreams..

But they been all torn apart

Moarnin' baby..

Good Moarnin', HA

But you gave half of your heart

Good Moarnin', now you wantin' all of my dreams..

But baby this dick ain't free.. ahhhw

Move, no more zoos

Two by two, bread fruit

Log-in root, where gon' ruth?

Lot got spoofed.. she hate rules

I use my mules to get this bag on my main

Cut my Mane?

What yall sayin'?

I'm on a plane..

She like a bullet, with her swipin' games..

That's why I get these gains, and cut these chains

Shawty like a open sepulchre

RENT?

No planet fitness

Whats that yah got there?

Kmt, bitch none of yo' business!

Whats that yah got there?

Kmt, trick none of yo' business!

Good Moarnin', yah

You gave half of your heart

Good Moarnin', now you want all of my dreams..

But they been all torn apart

Moarnin' baby..

Good Moarnin', HA

But you gave half of your heart

Good Moarnin', now you all down on yo' knees..

Sayin' baby please..