2 Chainz - Good Drank (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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2 Chainz - Good Drank (en) Lyrics
Yeah, alright
Used to treat my mattress
like the atm, yeah,
Bond no. 9, That's my favorite
scent, yeah,
Can't forget the kush, I'm
talking og, yeah,
Rest in peace to pop, he
was an og, oh yeah,
285 I had that pack on me,
Uh, I cannot forget I had
that strap on me, yeah,
Rest in peace to my nigga dog
(tru),
All he ever
want to do is ball.
That was the easy part,
We playing that weezy hard,
We sit in the kitchen late,
We trying to make an escape,
Trying to make me a mill,
So I'mma keep me a plate,
I told 'em shawty can leave,
So I'mma keep me a rake,
So I'mma keep me a wraith,
My jewelry look like a lake
(water),
Today I'm in the maybach
And that car came
with some drapes.
You know I look like a safe,
I put you back
in your place,
I look you
right in your face,
Sing to your bitch like
I'm drake, yeah.
Good drank, big knots,
Good drugs, I put a four
on the rocks,
Drop top, no hot box,
12 Tried to pull me over,
pink slips to the cops.
She said the molly give
her thizz face,
Put the dick
in her rib cage,
Whips out, kunta kinte,
Diamonds clear like bombay,
Take your
babies, no harambe,
Play with keys like doc dre,
3K like andre,
Need a girl, call
her, come through.
Your trunk in the front, well check
this out, my top in the trunk,
You play with my money, then check this
out, your pop in the trunk.
3 Mill in a month, but I just
did 3 years on a bunk,
Oh, you in a slump, I'm headed to
oakland like kevin da runt,
What is your point? Stroll with
the steph, or kevin durant,
Lay on my trap, play with my cap
and I'll knock off your hat,
I'm taking the cheese and
killing the rats,
Gucci they call me the
cat with the racks,
I'm swervin' but I'm in
back of the 'bach,
I'm persian man I
got hoes from iraq.
I'm servin', I
pay a bird for that
He nervous, I ain't got
no words for that,
He hurt and want all of
his purses back,
He mixing the
syrup with percocets.
She perfect and she got
perky breasts,
I just want some
of that turkey neck
Trapper of the year, I'm
from bouldercrest,
You snitch of the year cause
you told the best.
Aye, mike dean, this shit
hard as fuck bruh.
You a living legend,
I appreciate that.
Aye, guwop, I'm
glad you home cuz.
Quavo, you already know man.
You got next on these niggas,
double salute man.
Tru shit.
2 Chainz.
Hair weave killer.
Daniel son the necklace don.
Chapo jr.
I mean I could
go on for days.
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