"goodvibes" lyrics
I just wanna' roll a big Backwood, yeah
(Rok on the track, yeah)
I just wanna roll a big Backwood, yeah
You know damn sure that the pack good, yeah
Fly lil' bitch, yeah, she look good, yeah (Fly)
And she a freak, give top good, yeah
I'm riding, I'm dying with my slatty
We riding and sliding, got the addy
I be seeing your fits, they tacky
Don't do no sneak dissing, just at me
I'm smoking the pack and I'm smoking on icky
I tote the piece, don't tote on the blicky
Know I'm a beast, I might just go grizzly
Pour up the cup, got that shit looking fizzy
Vivienne Westwood, you check out the jewelry (Vivienne West)
Busting the stick, call me Nick Fury
Caught me a case and I'm facing the jury
Too much cake, might cop me a Urus
You gotta better yourself, yeah (Gotta better yourself)
1017 on the belt, yeah
Bitch, I been swimming in wealth, yeah (I'm swimming in wealth)
Swim underwater, Michael Phelps, yeah
Book me for the show, I'm gon' need a check
Call up bro, I'm frozen, got ice on my neck
Matte black truck, interior red
Put that boy in a hearse, that lil' boy, he dead
I just wanna roll a big Backwood, yeah
You know damn sure that the pack good, yeah (Slatt)
Fly lil' bitch, yeah, she look good, yeah (Yeah)
And she a freak, give top good, yeah
I'm riding, I'm dying with my slatty
We riding and sliding, got the addy
I be seeing your fits, they tacky (They tacky)
Don't do no sneak dissing, just at me (Just at me)
I'm smoking the pack and I'm smoking on icky
I tote the piece, don't tote on the blicky
Know I'm a beast, I might just go grizzly (Grrr)
Pour up the cup, got that shit looking fizzy
Vivienne Westwood, you check out the jewelry
Busting the stick, call me Nick Fury
Caught me a case and I'm facing the jury
Too much cake, might cop me a Urus
You gotta better yourself, yeah (What)
1017 on the belt, yeah (Slatt, slatt)
Bitch, I been swimming in wealth, yeah (Woo)
Swim underwater, Michael Phelps, yeah
Book me for the show, I'm gon' need a check
Call up bro, I'm frozen, got ice on my neck
Matte black truck, interior red
Put that boy in a hearse, that lil' boy, he dead
(Rok on the track, yeah)
I just wanna roll a big Backwood, yeah
You know damn sure that the pack good, yeah
Fly lil' bitch, yeah, she look good, yeah (Fly)
And she a freak, give top good, yeah
I'm riding, I'm dying with my slatty
We riding and sliding, got the addy
I be seeing your fits, they tacky
Don't do no sneak dissing, just at me
I'm smoking the pack and I'm smoking on icky
I tote the piece, don't tote on the blicky
Know I'm a beast, I might just go grizzly
Pour up the cup, got that shit looking fizzy
Vivienne Westwood, you check out the jewelry (Vivienne West)
Busting the stick, call me Nick Fury
Caught me a case and I'm facing the jury
Too much cake, might cop me a Urus
You gotta better yourself, yeah (Gotta better yourself)
1017 on the belt, yeah
Bitch, I been swimming in wealth, yeah (I'm swimming in wealth)
Swim underwater, Michael Phelps, yeah
Book me for the show, I'm gon' need a check
Call up bro, I'm frozen, got ice on my neck
Matte black truck, interior red
Put that boy in a hearse, that lil' boy, he dead
I just wanna roll a big Backwood, yeah
You know damn sure that the pack good, yeah (Slatt)
Fly lil' bitch, yeah, she look good, yeah (Yeah)
And she a freak, give top good, yeah
I'm riding, I'm dying with my slatty
We riding and sliding, got the addy
I be seeing your fits, they tacky (They tacky)
Don't do no sneak dissing, just at me (Just at me)
I'm smoking the pack and I'm smoking on icky
I tote the piece, don't tote on the blicky
Know I'm a beast, I might just go grizzly (Grrr)
Pour up the cup, got that shit looking fizzy
Vivienne Westwood, you check out the jewelry
Busting the stick, call me Nick Fury
Caught me a case and I'm facing the jury
Too much cake, might cop me a Urus
You gotta better yourself, yeah (What)
1017 on the belt, yeah (Slatt, slatt)
Bitch, I been swimming in wealth, yeah (Woo)
Swim underwater, Michael Phelps, yeah
Book me for the show, I'm gon' need a check
Call up bro, I'm frozen, got ice on my neck
Matte black truck, interior red
Put that boy in a hearse, that lil' boy, he dead
