"good things" lyrics

Hands on my back
It's a lot to unpack in my bedroom
Are you coming back?
I'm thinking my momma might be back soon
And I never threw a party before
Only security we got is the gun in the floorboards
Your friend's on the rooftop
And she play too much
She's planning to fall
She's planning to fall

My house
On the top of the hill
The parties go on
And on
And on

And your love
Is keeping me still
I'll let you take the wheel
On this party you convinced me to throw
Let's leave
Backyard shit never goes how I want it to go
Locked in daddy's office
Strung out
Playing with their nose
Some backyard shit is the last thing I would throw
Would throw
Would throw

Good thing I got money to throw
Who got money to throw
Good thing I got money to throw
Oh my god
Who got money to throw
(Good thing, good thing)

It's 4am now
And the club close soon
Two man, six dancers with us
Need to find a way back home
Her name was diamond
She look like alicia
Friend called ruby
Name matches her lips
Momma's cooking going straight to the back
Wait until the party see this
Everybody wanna party with river
Tequila, it's slowly creeping down my liver
Zuko, let me know when you pull up
These niggas around me doing too much
No phone number
What kinda payment you got ?
I think your pimp tailed us from the lot
Baby we boujee, twin versace glocks
We gotta hide em before we walk in

6am I passed a girl to my friend
My mom is on the way
Her ETA is triggering my panic attacks
Cuz I finally found real friends
You better find a way to get em paid
Cuz none of my girls wanna play
With it

Good thing I got money to throw
Who got money to throw
Good thing I got money to throw
Oh my god
Who got money to throw
(Good thing, good thing)