WHAT'S GOOD (feat. Delawou)

Yeah, yeah

Will, Will, ball, ball

Yeah, yeah

Lemme tell you what's good

Four boys in the back of the car

Two boys in the front

Lemme tell you what's good

So tired of the life I live

I don't need no help, my brother, I'm good

Them boys love talking crap

I don't care about connects

Don't care about your crew

They envy me, not new

I do me and you do you

Four boys in the back of the car

Two boys in the front

Lemme tell you what's good

So tired of the life I live

I don't need no help, my brother, I'm good

Them boys love talking crap

I don't care about connects

Don't care about your crew

They envy me, not new

I do me and you do you

Big Jae in the car

Lemme show them boys, what's up

When I come to the new place like I give no fucks

Nineteen and I'm always on job

While them bums there run out of luck

Then they run out of life and talk about

So they start start running amok

Fucking hell, I'm built for destruction

Life could be hard, but I'm here for the hustling

These opps love talking, stunting

They text us like Austen

Jaecy move them packs too often

Don't like dogs, but it's lucky he's barking

Ha-ha, and I could see the fear in their eyes

When they lie on my name, how boring

Just put them to sleep, get snoring

Mums, I ain't never heard about him scoring

He raps about pushing them packs, but it don't make sense

Just look at his clothing

Meanwhile, I'm driving my whip

But I'm pissed at my Glock 'cause it keeps on smoking

Then, I heard some boys want smoke

Please tell me when you're all done joking

Lemme tell you what's good

Four boys in the back of the car

Two boys in the front

Lemme tell you what's good

So tired of the life I live

I don't need no help, my brother, I'm good

Them boys love talking crap

I don't care about connects

Don't care about your crew

They envy me, not new

I do me and you do you

Four boys in the back of the car

Two boys in the front

Lemme tell you what's good

So tired of the life I live

I don't need no help, my brother, I'm good

Them boys love talking crap

I don't care about connects

Don't care about your crew

They envy me, not new

I do me and-

Pull up, it's war in a hooey

Running with a A, running with a boogie

S-W to the 1-6-5, I'm right there, sinner, Moses Wooley

And they ain't never gonna get an Addy

Ain't no rookie, hit this baddie like what's goodie

Said he don't care, got no fear

He's not scared, but brother, he should be

Fuck it, buy the wrapper

Brother, I'm the reaper

In the hood, Roamin'

Brother, I'm Caesar

Smoking like Aggy when I'm puffing on reefer

Running up meters, young foot feeder

Double apple, blowing on shisha

Live at the spot with the grub I ran

A brother push so much, he got pulled

Playing with strings like he's Santana

Ain't no Wi-Fi, you ain't never gonna touch the connect

Sitting in pews while I preach

You'd think I'm a preacher the way I collect

Life stay blessed, do that check

In that club, made that mess

Never stress, read my chest

6-5 to the southwest, that's the set

(Bup, bup, bup, bup, bup, bup, bup) Yeah, yeah, that's the set

Double 9, 6-5, southwest

Them boys go and make a cave from the traf'

Then post on the snap like their gear is the best

Gear so fresh, don't need no vest

If Jae got the tech, I send him like text

Talking money, shit, bet

Fuck him, leave that dog in debt

If I got some palava

No stress, no fear, it's nada

Fit mum in the newest Prada

While I sit down and eat her cassava

I might sip some cava

When I'm done, feed him his karma

Talking ransom like with the check

Till he's scared he's under armour

Lemme tell you what's good

Four boys in the back of the car

Two boys in the front

Lemme tell you what's good

So tired of the life I live

I don't need no help, my brother, I'm good

Them boys love talking crap

I don't care about connects

Don't care about your crew

They envy me, not new

I do me and you do you

Four boys in the back of the car

Two boys in the front

Lemme tell you what's good

So tired of the life I live

I don't need no help, my brother, I'm good

Them boys love talking crap

I don't care about connects

Don't care about your crew

They envy me, not new

I do me and you do you