Good Times
(Intro)
Yeah a haha yeah oou yeah a Hassen on that beat mane

(Verse 1)
I own the world I swear (I swear)
Go fuck a nigga bitch don't care (don't care) don't share

Oh I keep my weed and blunt they call me 21 with a savage on
Them fuck niggas run got my beamer on
I'm gonna turn her on its the same old song
Fiji on my neck
Gucci on my back
I'm making stacks
Bitch can't tell me I got the Lui bag
I love to make them stacks I'm making racks on racks
Fucking bitches wet than I do the dash
Everybody wanna be friends with me
I don't feel no positive energy
I don't really feel no honesty
So all you fuck niggas stay away from me

(Chrous)
That's a check talking to me
Pop xans and mollies
Maserati parked outside
You know I'm living that good life

(Outro)
Forty eight