Chevy Woods - Goodstock lyrics

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(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

Tell me in a nine on our hand really think,

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