Good Man

[Intro]
Grra, bah, bah
Ayy, Band Up
Uh, uh, uh
Whole lotta gang shit, yeah, uh
Whole lotta Band Up shit
Ayy, fuck the opps, man, haha
(Produced by Cre8)

[Chorus]
I was down bad, tryna find where the plug at
Purp if he want, he get smacked, where his drug at?
My mother was mad when she found the drugs at
Said you just started trappin', lil' nigga, we does that, uh
That's a bad move, boy, you should've never done that
He threw me weight, I'm not bringin' his front back
Bitches on deck, nigga, just like a lunch pack
Shoot, score, he gone, he can't come back
Haha, yeah, I'm lovin' that
Bro keep the heat like he tryna bring the summer back
You fumbled the pack but the baby recovered that
'Member back in the day I ain't used to have none of that, uh
If you was my man then you would've never done that
Niggas be dissin' but don't want no contact
Niggas be silent when they come in contact
Uh, uh, yeah

[Verse]
16 years old with a .22
Bitch, I'm 'bout to be rich by the time that I'm 22
My mother gon' bust down right in some Jimmy Choos
My brodie just told me to watch who I'm friendly to, uh
But how you gon' switch on your good man?
Say he gon' brace me, he must have a good plan
Growin' up, had to fight, put on yo' good stance
Give me two years, bitch, I'm finna have big bands, uh
He said that I'm lackin', it's never that
Bro, he stay in the trap, where you niggas never at
Run off with his money like, "Bro, bring the cheddar back"
Nigga, I never care, I'm tryna get some of that
Uh, yeah, I do what I want to
I was down bad, niggas wouldn't try to come through
I'm in the field makin' plays, nigga, hut two
I can't switch for a bitch 'cause that's not what real brothers do
Thought he was my brother 'til that nigga did that
From the streets to the stu' but I learned you can't mix that
Brodie copped him a ball but I swerved him a Tic Tac
If he play he burnt, uh, bitch, get back
Thought he was my brother 'til that nigga did that
From the streets to the stu' but I learned you can't mix that
Brodie copped him a ball but I swerved him a Tic Tac
If he play he burnt, uh, bitch, get back

[Chorus]
I was down bad, tryna find where the plug at
Purp if he want, he get smacked, where his drug at?
My mother was mad when she found the drugs at
Said you just started trappin', lil' nigga, we does that, uh
That's a bad move, boy, you should've never done that
He threw me weight, I'm not bringin' his front back
Bitches on deck, nigga, just like a lunch pack
Shoot, score, he gone, he can't come back
Haha, yeah, I'm lovin' that
Bro keep the heat like he tryna bring the summer back
You fumbled the pack but the baby recovered that
'Member back in the day I ain't used to have none of that, uh
If you was my man then you would've never done that
Niggas be dissin' but don't want no contact
Niggas be silent when they come in contact
Uh, uh, yeah