Good-RX Lyrics

Who the fuck you think you is

Bitch, I'll crash the board and show you who is him

Don't know who to shoot, I aim at him and him

I'll go to war over my baby, that is it

That is it

That is it

When I come up in here, choppers reloading the sticks

Hold on, bitch

Hold on, bitch

Watch me shoot, I never miss

Get a click, you hear the click

Yeah, yeah

Whoa, I'm trippin' out my mind

Can't lie, this shit is gettin' wild

Banana clips

If you talkin' shit, get hit right in your shit

Bitch, boy

Bitch, boy

Hold on, bitch boy, just watch right where you sit

Where you sit

If I'm sliding in the HEMI , it is it

Baby, can you just tell me you don't want him

On God

Oh, oh, on God

I can feel the fear

Bitch, you tryna strike in me, boy, you a bitch

She don't wanna see me win

Yeah

They wanna see me dead

Let a nigga win

Yeah, I spend it on the car

If we spend it, then we ball