Good For Nothing ft. Paulo Rarri Lyrics

(Lighter flick)

We got the drop on his block and we spent it, car we in it ain't rent it (Ain't rented)

This shit got five% all around, so you can't see who in it

Told my bros we gotta mask up so they can't know who did it (know who did it)

We got so much fucking money, you would think that we print it

Mouth flooded, wrist flooded, neck flooded, diamonds bussin' (diamonds bussin

I'm in the back of the function, and I got the blick tucked, I ain't going for nothing

I'm from Florida but my stick Russian

Bullets hit his head give that boy a concussion

Done with these hoes they ain't good for nothing (done with these hoes they ain't good for nothin)

Her head in my lap, she got some good top (she got some good top)

She on go she done fucked the whole block

When it's smoke we gone come to yo block

This a real gun not a prop, the drac go wood on it like a shop

I sip codeine on the rocks (on the rocks)

You can keep the fuckin plane Jane I want bust down fuck It Richard Millie

I'll kill a nigga in my CDG fit if he wanna play (if he wanna play)

Never been to fuckin golden state but I shoot the choppa like I'm Klay

I'm in a all white whip, and I'm high as fuck nigga I feel like a angel

If you did some fake shit, did some flaw shit, pussy nigga I'll hang ya (pussy nigga I'll hang ya)

Mouth flooded (flooded), wrist flooded (flood), neck flooded (flood) diamonds bussin

I'm in the back of the function and I got the blick tucked I ain't goin for nothin

I'm from Florida but my stick Russian, bullets hit his head give that boy a concussion

Done with these hoes they ain't good for nothing (good for nothin)

Done with these hoes they ain't good for nothin (good for nothin)

My diamonds and choppa got somethin in common, both of em bussin

My chop get to singin' like Justin

She want me to believe her, but I can't believe her

My ice cold like it came out the freezer

I don't know why these bitches thinkin that I need em' (I don't know why these bitches thinkin that I)

He done turnt vegan, it ain't with the beefin

If I up the choppa that boy get to bleeding, .762 hit em now that boy screaming

Trynna bust the a carti (diamonds bussin) and offset it for the kulture

I know these nigga be bittin I swear that they vultures

Switching lanes in a Teslarossa, this is not a Range Rover

I feel like Sosa I tell that bitch"Now It's Over"

I pour my lean inside a soda, they call me a god how my cup runneth over

These good for nothin hoes fallin like leaves in October

I cut my old bitches off, I took the dead weight off my shoulders

Ion know who ima spend my racks with, all I know is that I need my

Mouth flooded (flooded), wrist flooded, neck flooded diamonds bussin

I'm in the back of the function and I got the blick tucked I ain't goin for nothin

I'm from Florida but my stick Russian

Bullets hit his head give that boy a concussion

Done with these hoes they ain't good for nothing (done with these hoes they ain't good for nothin, good for nothin, good for nothin)