Willie the Kid

Willie the Kid - Goodness Gracious Feat. Smoke DZA lyrics

rate me

Intelligence, not because, not because you think you know everything without questioning

But rather, because you question everything you think you might know

I don’t know, I’m sitting on doc of debate

Sometimes I can’t tell if the sun rising or sun setting

48 hours in my day sipping more yay

Feeling like I’m oldest redding

Baking like an oldest punk of my I bet you betting

I’m just sitting on the dark of the bay, baby blue Mercedes

Tryina find my way, puff cigar smoke

Head roll I’m rolling, yeah bitch I’m balling

And now I pop pills more than certain that she will

40 cowards extended clip, my click a bunch of vultures

Sipping clicko, fendi logos on the hostess

Haunted by the ghost of a rich man

I can withstand anything, stand alone in the stand off

Pinky ring shopping drunk as hell up in Bergdorf

North tower, horizontal shower heads in the shower

Medusa heads suma suses, too many cowards with opinions

Niggas tryina score points, I pop close, they pety

Ready as I ever been, bing cherry wear benz, the black bim crosby

Free enterprise, but the loyalty is costly

Trust me nigga, matter fact don’t trust me

These dollar bills must see, smoke everywhere

...by the cases, can’t trust niggas, bitches pretty faces

Goodness, goodness gracious

Goodness, goodness gracious

Smoke everywhere

...by the cases, can’t trust niggas, bitches pretty faces

Goodness, goodness gracious

Goodness, goodness gracious

Smoke everywhere

You know I’m near, every real low pieces

Miss the show off for no reason

Style on the hunned a nigga, so seasoned

2 bad bitches on me and they cohesive

Blue tint from the first to the 15th

Made it back with the show and the feature

Smoking like lenox in the crib watching fifa

Jesus, goodness gracious, so much reefer

Tell niggas quit the 2 hopping, pety deal

That advance, I spent school shopping,

Hoes popping, who drop jewels and make moves like young browny

Multiple plots, nigga got flow like the sony

Rapping the drugs, either way, I catch the hami

Killing shit limitless, diss a bitch, kush god nigga know you strengths

Bump my shit when you roll up then say my name

Right I’m from that 9 11 ganging, ain’t shit changed

But them numbers on the thanks, riiiight!

desert

Smoke everywhere

...by the cases, can’t trust niggas, bitches pretty faces

Goodness, goodness gracious

Goodness, goodness gracious

Smoke everywhere

...by the cases, can’t trust niggas, bitches pretty faces

Goodness, goodness gracious

Goodness, goodness gracious

Smoke everywhere.

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