Good On Love

(Trey sold with this shit)
(Uh, Addy up and I'm gassed up, went to Transformers, geeked up)
Don't never go to sleep, he just brainstorm (Stay up, we love you, Perc)
Geeked, yeah, lean (Uh)
Phew, phew (Walk up)
They say, "More money, more problems," but no, I ain't no stopping no business, I'm still having that motion (Still having that motion, yeah)
Uh, uh (Big Walk Down), uh, uh (Can't buy this fit)
Better pray to God 'cause it hit

I run it up, I'm good on love 'cause I'm on drugs
He move exotic pack, tell lil' bruh 'nem, "Go slime 'em out just because"
If you kill a street nigga, get a dime, if you kill a rap nigga, get a dub
I got rich off a beat and some rhyme, never gon' tell what I made, I was drugged
Red key, no Cardi B, he ain't pull no robbery, fuck nigga ain't hard as me (Go)
Every nigga 'round me cutthroat, you must ain't never seen red before (Go)
All my life grew up in the trap, watched my great-grandma sell dope
Nigga can't get with, so he gotta accept, shit, these Js still gon' roll

'Cause my family member turned zombie, nigga, watched my uncle get on that dope
Get too high get to tripping, one stick and I hop out switch, Double hit the whole clip when he blow
Never failed on a mission when it come to spinning, every nigga regret it for speaking on Pope
Smoking on who? (Uh-huh) Just let nigga know (Uh-huh), smoke your crew, deliver the smoke (Uh-huh, okay, okay)
Yeah, who running shit? Who done it? (Uh) 'Round with the killer, hang with the zombie
High as a star, my pocket be hunting, just like a rockstar on a mission, nigga
My cap bitch won't come through, these choppers'll hit, that's a deadman, don't even miss
Upgraded my Glocks, I'm switching 'em up, you bougie as hell, now you picking 'em up (Uh)

I run it up, I'm good on love 'cause I'm on drugs
He move exotic pack, tell lil' bruh 'nem, "Go slime 'em out just because"
If you kill a street nigga, get a dime, if you kill a rap nigga, get a dub
I got rich off a beat and some rhyme, never gon' tell what I made, I was drugged
Red key, no Cardi B, he ain't pull no robbery, fuck nigga ain't hard as me (Go)
Every nigga 'round me cutthroat, you must ain't never seen red before (Go)
All my life grew up in the trap, watched my great-grandma sell dope
Nigga can't get with, so he gotta accept, shit, these Js still gon' roll (Pluto)

I ran it up, I'm good on love 'cause I'm good on drugs
Posted up with Crips, post up with Bloods on a lil' bus
Kill a street nigga, get a Rolex, kill a rap nigga, get a Richard Mille and a buzz
Count all the racks to the murder, the driller, the killer, who wetting shit up
I'm still cool in the hood with the hitters and leaders, who else? I can't have 'em chinchillas
I been moving real swift for the substance, came out that mud that my diamonds invisible
I maneuver around the continent with some real ones that taking shit digital
Coming up where I'm from, it's a miracle
In the slums in a foreign vehicle
Changing murder rate up like the climate
Different country, these bitches be flying in
Think I'm poison, be living and dying
With this neck at you talking diamonds
Send a blitz like a defensive lineman
In the trap with the demons and lion
You a real one, they'd kill you for lying
Kick a bitch out the Phantom for crying

I run it up, I'm good on love 'cause I'm on drugs
He move exotic pack, tell lil' bruh 'nem, "Go slime 'em out just because"
If you kill a street nigga, get a dime, if you kill a rap nigga, get a dub
I got rich off a beat and some rhyme, never gon' tell what I made, I was drugged
Red key, no Cardi B, he ain't pull no robbery, fuck nigga ain't hard as me (Go)
Every nigga 'round me cutthroat, you must ain't never seen red before (Go)
All my life grew up in the trap, watched my great-grandma sell dope
Nigga can't get with, so he gotta accept, shit, these Js still gon' roll