"Good Chance" lyrics
(feat. BigXthaPlug)
1400
NDA
What's poppin', 5?
Ayy
(I hate it)
New AP, new set, this me
Huh, yeah, the same nigga ran through the street
Drop a bag, get a verse, but it really used to be P's
We can't really much talk 'bout the keys
'Cause this TRX truck got a button to speed
With a big FN tucked on the side of the seat
Off the drugs, I keep trippin', see red, then I tweak
Can't compete, wanna know what I made in a week (Yeah)
A hundred in two days, spent it on two chains
Rest of the week, I'm at home, touching titties
He think 'bout taking, it's off with his feet
Used to sin every day, but these days, we went Christian
I can't stand a hoe that can't suck dick and listen
The biggest, done came a long way from them trenches
Wock' 300 a line, so 1200 I'm sippin'
Don't be wasting my time, if you broke, then go fix it
Since I was a jit, pops was trippin' 'bout Crippin'
Got partners that's Piru and live how I'm livin'
Respect by the 6, if they spinnin', I'm spinnin'
We really was bustin' down bowls, tryna get it
Control, alt, delete, then I go do the sentence
It's some niggas, I swear when I see, I'ma end 'em
We talking about money then I'm having plenty
You silly, you thinking that you fucking with me like I'm not (Huh)
Like that
Swear, it ain't nobody cold as me
Swear, it ain't nobody bold as me
Ain't no devil gon' take my damn soul from me
Ain't no bitch gon' take my phone from me
G Code, only one code for me
I was born the one, ain't no controlin' me
Only reason she bitter 'cause she want me
Poppin' champagne in the bity
I'm turning up with my dogs
Kicking the opps, I ain't kicking the cup
I'ma get in the box and then gettin' it up
Lil' bro wanna box 'cause his bitch is a slut
Got my dick in her pussy and thumb in her butt
You know I'm fried, it don't take much
Nigga, choose your side or die real rough
Stop reppin' the 5, you was raised by a punk
Don't come outside or we lumpin' you up
I got some purple, I'm rollin' it up
You know everything perfect, we wealthy as fuck
When I was just six, I told Granny that I would make it
I'll be a superstar, countin' some bacon
I come from the trenches, lil' nigga, can't fake it
Get this shit as a kid, I ain't had no patience
NDA
What's poppin', 5?
Ayy
(I hate it)
New AP, new set, this me
Huh, yeah, the same nigga ran through the street
Drop a bag, get a verse, but it really used to be P's
We can't really much talk 'bout the keys
'Cause this TRX truck got a button to speed
With a big FN tucked on the side of the seat
Off the drugs, I keep trippin', see red, then I tweak
Can't compete, wanna know what I made in a week (Yeah)
A hundred in two days, spent it on two chains
Rest of the week, I'm at home, touching titties
He think 'bout taking, it's off with his feet
Used to sin every day, but these days, we went Christian
I can't stand a hoe that can't suck dick and listen
The biggest, done came a long way from them trenches
Wock' 300 a line, so 1200 I'm sippin'
Don't be wasting my time, if you broke, then go fix it
Since I was a jit, pops was trippin' 'bout Crippin'
Got partners that's Piru and live how I'm livin'
Respect by the 6, if they spinnin', I'm spinnin'
We really was bustin' down bowls, tryna get it
Control, alt, delete, then I go do the sentence
It's some niggas, I swear when I see, I'ma end 'em
We talking about money then I'm having plenty
You silly, you thinking that you fucking with me like I'm not (Huh)
Like that
Swear, it ain't nobody cold as me
Swear, it ain't nobody bold as me
Ain't no devil gon' take my damn soul from me
Ain't no bitch gon' take my phone from me
G Code, only one code for me
I was born the one, ain't no controlin' me
Only reason she bitter 'cause she want me
Poppin' champagne in the bity
I'm turning up with my dogs
Kicking the opps, I ain't kicking the cup
I'ma get in the box and then gettin' it up
Lil' bro wanna box 'cause his bitch is a slut
Got my dick in her pussy and thumb in her butt
You know I'm fried, it don't take much
Nigga, choose your side or die real rough
Stop reppin' the 5, you was raised by a punk
Don't come outside or we lumpin' you up
I got some purple, I'm rollin' it up
You know everything perfect, we wealthy as fuck
When I was just six, I told Granny that I would make it
I'll be a superstar, countin' some bacon
I come from the trenches, lil' nigga, can't fake it
Get this shit as a kid, I ain't had no patience
