Young Roddy - Lysol Flow Reloaded lyrics

rate me

[Intro:]

Good Sense, Good Sense!

Life! For the ones that don't know, man

That was my mother fucking first track I ever got on you dig?

me and my nigga Andretti

Shit, but that's throwback man

Long, long time ago!

But the feeling is on here right

And I get back on you dig? and share my thoughts

They say 16 is not enough, but I

I'mma try to make that fit, life, uh!

Material shit it don't matter

That I make it to the top with no ladder

All I need is some weed and some Dutch masters

To make the classic, most niggas, below average.

Blazing like the shit don't cause cancer

Strap them like I'm never on camera

Ex-quest is only God know the answer to

When I get in this game I cause damage.

I chase bread with my jet life family

Them dead presidents got my pants sagging

I'm about to hold a game for ransom

She says she like my South Side grammar

She says niggas like you should win Grammies

...she says, Stop backing like your daddy!

I gotta break them bad habbits quick

Cause i ain't trying to be nothing like him!

Oh shit, no disrespect, my nigga!

It always been love, it always gonna be love!

I guess a brother just got different visions

And what that is?

Good sense, good sense! Jet life!

Thanks to Mikey for correcting these lyrics