Lyrics No Good (feat. Dose, Gucci Mane) - Taylor J feat. Dose & Gucci Mane
I
ask
my
momma
why
she
hate
my
friends
She
say
they
no
good
Between
me
and
all
of
em
We
rob
the
whole
hood
Fuck
a
class
I
got
some
knit
Stayed
in
the
hallways
Now
I
never
pay
for
zips
I
came
a
long
way
Rico
say
I
smoke
too
much
I'm
scared
to
see
my
lungs
Got
some
hoes
with
money
now
Still
got
some
in
the
slums
Riding
round
with
all
my
tree
I
got
to
get
it
nigga
All
of
this
be
gone
by
three
So
what's
the
ticket
nigga
I'm
the
bad
guy
with
a
bad
bitch
with
a
nice
ass
and
mad
chips
We
rollin
weed
in
your
mixtape,
and
I
break
it
down
on
your
tracklist
She
got
a
boyfriend
but
he
average
I
spend
a
lot
of
my
money
with
sacks
fifth
I'm
locked
in
on
this
rap
shit
But
I
could
still
make
a
pack
do
a
back
flip
Fuck
with
me
I'm
just
riding
round
Up
to
no
good
I
ain't
worried
bout
it
I'm
good
in
yo
hood
Couple
different
drugs
on
me
I
might
be
yo
plug
Might
have
a
gun
on
me
I
might
hit
yo
mug
I'm
good
in
yo
hood
Couple
different
drugs
on
me
I
might
be
yo
plug
Might
have
a
gun
on
me
I
might
hit
yo
mug
I'm
in
these
streets
nigga
I'm
bout
that
life
partner
I
got
that
thunder
on
me
Call
that
bitch
Oklahoma
I
got
that
work
cooking
I
know
they
smell
the
odor
I'm
on
that
Miley
Cyrus
I
been
there
all
morning
I
got
d'own
head
chopper,
d'own
head
chopper
From
the
pawn
shop
Eight
under
five
men,
call
the
ambulance,
like
the
whole
block
Lit
up
my
left
wrist,
that's
every
bit,
about
two
block
Living
that
thug
life,
go
against
the
grain
like
2Pac
Ay
I
got
horsepower,
I
smashed
out
on
two
cars
Vroom
vroom,
nigga
give
me
room,
got
a
foreign
touring
with
a
stash
box
Stacked
up
with
a
bent
and
I
blow
half
of
that
for
the
half
nights
Prolly
be
in
your
hood
with
your
goons
on
your
block
Dose
I'm
good
in
yo
hood
Couple
different
drugs
on
me
I
might
be
yo
plug
Might
have
a
gun
on
me
I
might
hit
yo
mug
I'm
good
in
yo
hood
Couple
different
drugs
on
me
I
might
be
yo
plug
Might
have
a
gun
on
me
I
might
hit
yo
mug
I'm
in
the
hood
with
a
pound
of
good
Smoke
up
every
bud
I'm
an
East
Atlanta
vet
but
sippin
Mississippi
mud
Fuck
a
ho,
bitch
I
told
her
snuh
I
shoot
in
the
club
Got
my
vodkas
they
gon
keep
a
buzz
Tell
it
to
the
judge
I'm
the
plug,
Mr.
such
and
such,
cut
off
a
nigga
nuts
Selling
kush
like
I'm
in
a
rush
You
snitches
need
to
hush
She
a
slut,
she
just
love
to
fuck,
my
diamonds
make
her
blush
I
need
a
rich
bitch,
tell
Oprah
Winfrey
that
I
got
a
crush
If
a
pussy
push
me
then
up
in
my
pistol
is
a
must
If
this
AK
hit
em
then
it
might
just
knock
him
out
his
chucks
I
got
this
kush
coming
on
this
truck
and
I
got
these
pipes
coming
on
this
bus
And
I
got
my
truck
locked
down
so
tough
that
these
niggas
can't
even
re-up
Gucci
Mane,
nigga
look
me
up,
six
how
much
they
bought
me
up
When
I
touch
down
I
smoke
pounds
so
street
niggas
can
hook
me
up
Bitch
your
bitch
wanna
slide
me
up
I
know
the
feds
wanna
snatch
me
up
Daffodil
really
gon
doubt
me
up
Black
on
pussy,
then
smack
me
up
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