What's good How you doing How you feeling today What's up I don't know I'm feeling okay This shit Got me feeling some type a way Some type a way Some type a way What's good How you doing How you feeling today What's up I don't know I'm feeling okay This shit Got me feeling some type a way Some type a way Some type a way Bitch Don't act like you know me or something You Always walk in here carrying nothing My Pockets always need to be with the stuffin Why Every time you talk you bluffin That mouth You should prolly just stuff it I was down on my luck Now I'm getting these buckets Look I'm steph from the free Don't be fucking with me I'll ross your ass over If you cross with me Aye Reading gaining knowledge Yeah my brain getting stronger Copped another O Now I'm smoking Tommy Tonga Baby don't you come in here Bringing all that drama Low tolerance for bullshit Can't take it any longer What's good How you doing How you feeling today What's up I don't know I'm feeling okay This shit Got me feeling some type a way Some type a way Some type a way What's good How you doing How you feeling today What's up I don't know I'm feeling okay This shit Got me feeling some type a way Some type a way Some type a way Hol' on Said you got racks but I don't see it that way We don't compare 20/20 I don't see it that way Vision clear This rack shit easy But I don't compete in that way Keep my hands up and stack my bread That's the easy way to keep a young nigga out the feds It's the easy way nigga I'm preaching I'm dead The racks stacked tall from the feet to my head And I'm linked up with bread Tunnel vision is red If these nigga wanna try me Put the MAC up instead Really wet up yah bed Really wet up yah whole house These nigga rats I don't care bout a whole mouse These nigga hoes That I don't give a fuck bout Plaque shit Grammy Screaming out fuck clout Kodie What's good How you doing How you feeling today What's up I don't know I'm feeling okay This shit Got me feeling some type a way Some type a way Some type a way What's good How you doing How you feeling today What's up I don't know I'm feeling okay This shit Got me feeling some type a way Some type a way Some type a way

Want the confetti The fetti I'm betting That after you get it You gonna be gone Yes I am ready I'm steady Just plotting right here I ain't doing this shit On my own Boro the gang in this shit Raging and shit Dancin right now to our song If you hoping or betting we done Well, hope you realize you wrong I got the beats I got the tone Hey yo trust Pick up the phone Hey yo bitch Get out my zone Hey yo mind Just been blown Hey yo queen Where's your throne? I can give you one If you want But you still gotta get that shit Right on your own You feel me? I just copped Another band And I did The runningman My peeps They wanted some They take They wanting more Those peeps Quotation marks I don't Really trust em though You good They staying here You bad They gotta go Like Dora They vamanos Run real fast Snotty nose Treat your ass Like a money hole Blow that shit There the money goes Poof It vanish That shit is Mismanaged This life Is savage That stress You can have it I want the confetti The fetti I'm betting That after you get it You gonna be gone Yes I am ready I'm steady Just plotting right here I ain't doing this shit On my own Boro the gang in this shit Raging and shit Dancin right now to our song If you was hoping or betting we done Well, hope you realize you wrong I got the beats I got the tone Hey yo trust Pick up the phone Hey yo bitch Get out my zone Hey yo mind Just been blown Hey yo queen Where's your throne? I can give you one If you want But you still gotta get that shit Right on your own You feel me? Stressed out Damn I love this music But this other shit I'm bogged down Thank God My baby fine as hell The way she walk Wow Thank god The money looking fine Up in my bank account Thank God I got my friends beside me When I need em round Agent Orange Toxic How you handling your business You just yelling screaming acting Like a kid is And I'm finished Wait up Brad Take a breath Don't get mad Don't get upset Block em out And be your best Fuck it Get that off your chest Aye Like the S When I come Yeah I come for the neck I'm me I ain't like the rest Don't sleep Yeah I need me some rest Put up my feet for a sec No time Yeah I need me a check Ricky Bobby Only want it if it's first place God damn Yeah I want it in the worst way Still better than you On my worst day That's just some shit You gotta face That's just some shit You gotta take Artsy with the shit I gotta paint Stressed out How I'm feeling Juggling Way too many decisions But your boy Got himself a vision I got the keys Yeah I'm driven Trust

Oh snap How I'm coming in this bitch City lights glaring Off the paint of my whip Swerving Smoking good Live my life No TI Bitch real bad And she happen To be BI And she's so bad She could be on SI Cover shoot Blessed I am Yeah Just finished up that wine With a cut of the lamb My baby got a ring She be feeling like the Rams Said let's smoke a L I got two doe I'll have you Jumping real high Like the Usos Homie with the llama No Kuzco Slavic Boys fire Like Zuko I was in the 336 Like Rebels No Savage Talking bout a game We don't talk about practice So put me in the game When it's getting tough I'm like Jordan from the free When the buzzer buzz Oh You already know So get yah body on the go And get yah body on the floor Oh You already know So get yah body on the go And get yah body on the floor Oh snap I ain't gotta say too much Lil shawty know the team untouched We be in the city like the mayor We be in the city like we own it Show me my Uh Show me my opponent Shawty know I want it I ain't gotta beg I ain't gotta press for it Lookin for her sorry I ain't searching for her story Lookin for your shawty You can find her at the party She was getting loose She was getting loose Lil shawty off the Goose Lil shawty off the Goose And I know she wanna stay Lil shawty wanna stay Know the friends came too And the friends came We was up in 22 Lookin for the bands Find a couple drinks Yeah we found A couple tens City love the squad Yeah the city love the gang See me with a bitch Smile laughing To the bank Like like Oh You already know So get yah body on the go And get yah body on the floor Go oh She wants some coins In her pockets Took her home Cuz she was wiling In the mosh pit No foreign exhausts Not obnoxious Her friends sick of me Being rich Got em nauseous Life Spectacular I'm on My Brad shit Verifone swipes I don't know what cash is Ex hit my line Hating off a shit From last year But I been moved on Bout to hit My last gear Love it when She touch the floor Hit it out the park Touch home Albert Pujols No strings attached Heard he trying To find a loophole I upgraded her The last man Was a fluke though It's NC Know we gotta stayed Maxed out K.B. and me Plus Brad It's a wrap now Tito's in her hand And she going all out RNS If she with you Guess she ours now Oh You already know So get yah body on the go And get yah body on the floor Oh You already know So get yah body on the go And get yah body on the floor Oh snap