Текст песни MDMA (Good Morning) - Eighty-Eight

Ay, good morning, I just smoked up now I'm soaring
I done dropped a song and made a bag off recording
I got a new whip, it's from Bader, yeah, it's foreign
I hop up out the coupe to catch this flight that I'm boarding
Good morning, I just smoked up now I'm soaring
I done dropped a song and made a bag off recording
I don't understand why you have to go and hate
Man, just shut your fucking mouth and stop eating off my plate
Say good morning

This girl got some curly hair like Corbin
I'm in the stu, yeah every day, I'm cooking up like Gordon
I know a couple shooters and they keep that heat like Foreman
We'll pull up to your spot, with no warning, like a Mormon
And you know that I'm a beast
If you wanna talk up with the king, then you talking to me
How I'm gonna be a butcher but still packing up the meat?
And you aren't sugar, honey, so stop talking to me sweet
Yeah
Extendo on the mag
Don't care about a tag
I just got a football check, I had to run it back
I just seen a red door, I ain't gonna paint it black
These kids is banging Bloo, so of course I keep a Mac
Stacked, I'm riding with my pack now
And these have been my boys since before I dropped bag now
I got a bad lil ting and she want me to pull her tracks out
But only tracks I want are the ones that give me plaques now

Ay, good morning, I just smoked up now I'm soaring
I done dropped a song and made a bag off recording
I got a new whip, it's from Bader, yeah, it's foreign
I hop up out the coupe to catch this flight that I'm boarding
Good morning, I just smoked up now I'm soaring
I done dropped a song and made a bag off recording
I don't understand why you have to go and hate
Man, just shut your fucking mouth and stop eating off my plate
Say good morning

Ay, ay, pulled up in a big truck
The name is profit plus so yeah, we riding with the big bucks
I face so many L's, you would've thought I need to win one
My ex-girl hit my phone and now she saying that she miss us, what?
I hit the land and I did it again
I feel like Lil Tecca, I pull out the tec, and I'm shooting him up, and I'm leaving him dead
I'm running away, God, I'm so happy to see a new day
I cannot be sad, I'm on MDMA
Life is a trip, and it won't fade away
Ay

Ay, good morning, I just smoked up now I'm soaring
I done dropped a song and made a bag off recording
I got a new whip, it's from Bader, yeah, it's foreign
I hop up out the coupe to catch this flight that I'm boarding
Good morning, I just smoked up now I'm soaring
I done dropped a song and made a bag off recording
I don't understand why you have to go and hate
Man, just shut your fucking mouth and stop eating off my plate
Say good morning