Goodstock Lyrics

(feat. Berner & Tuki Carter)

Oh man, it's just all crazy Nimo
You know we've been on that goodstock tour
Smoking like a fog

Yeah, uh

I'm on my six joint with the door locked
The hallway smell like cookies of the floor hot
Security lurking what she would not
State to state same thing is the goodstock
If you ain't bout it then you gotta go
New city, new money saying Oh O's
Me and the gang never letting up,
Still smoking when they tell us they letting us
Cause bomb bang shots with my nigga Tuk
The homie burn and he been going up for Zona 2
Airport flights take the A job,
Fake hair shots lucky we go
Claim shots for the disrespect
You ever cashed out on a hundred checks
22 joints of that Mary Jane
In a smoke full of jay smell like tailor game.

City to city, town to town, what it
In a rocky hotel
And I got two or three bitches with me you know
I took this joint next door,
that's how we do when we on tour

And deep it ain't switched up much..get your ..split just like months
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When he see them hands speak plus spilled on the streets
Used to let the keys go, keep the heat close
Fast wanna see me locked down ..
Exotic weed smoke, all on my chest long
Rise with the word, palm to the next,
Yeah they know my name, prime with the cookie strain
17 pushy cane, trying to push a range,
29 send the bitches 'cause the p**sy pay
Out the game 'cause my young thug took the shame
And I could buy me a hundred more,
Shit I just made a hundred off for tour,
This a good stuck, me took a share
Name with this shit crazy, bring it back again

Hello, good everywhere

I hope my aunt my passing be unrapping
I'm thinking I'll make it happen, no snapping
No fingers, no gun clapping,
I'm leaning off weed, no surb, he superb
At least what they say
But I'll go from the start,
Press play, press go living, cooking smoking the jean drinking
A different day a different stroke
Making money eating good and getting hoes, yeah
But what's good, my stocks higher than wis
They call me sire and you ain't taking my shit
We come to your city and we f*cking your bitch
And deep the pockets mother*ckers like we never did
We tailor we keep it pimping like boom stok,
You haters you keeping coming and don't stop,
I'm stacking my money that's to the tip-top
Investing the buzz not that's a goodstock