I’m Good Luv Enjoy lyrics

[Verse 1: ShooterGang Kony]
Aye playing with the pus*y like I won't friend-zone her
Give a n*gga shells, I'm a 4:5 doaner
I be stupid, run off with the sh*t like I'm boosted
Who you finna stick? I be juking
She love Kony voice, talk me when I goose
My b*tch tryna trip, cause she know I'm with a [?]
Invite me to her crib, Imma steal from her too
I just figured you never had a shooter in your room
Like eh, my hood ain't the place to play
I'm on 4th with a torch, like it ain't no thing
This type of beat a n*gga whip like an 808
Know he ain't shoot back, I rip his licance plate
f*ck about none of that, boy
Your daddy is a snitch, and you a son of that boy
[?] gotta keep my toy
You bad but I'm good, love enjoy
Beat a n*gga ass like I'm [?]
If I lose, you gon' die, so you better keep a toy
Throw a n*gga 30 shots, this a stick, not a joy
You suck another di*k, I turn Floyd
Love to crash you snake em with a decoy
Baby, Imma smile when I shoot, that's my joy
Look at my fit, I'm the sauce, I am soy
I will never ever f*ck her if she hit me from droid
Picked the wrong day to run a fade
She just wanna kick it, cause we litty every day
Baby, all that lying in my face, get your dudura ass past like an 8
[?]
Make a n*gga dance with a K
Homie, let me work on my aim
Pass, cause I only want brain
Imma score on my n*gga, 2 play
[Verse 2: Yhung T.O.]
Now this sh*t ain't been the same in the hood
Bet I would never change on the hood
[?] good
.30 under my hoodie
V12 under my hood
If them n*ggas want smoke, don't trip, it's official
Its another body bag for them n*ggas, 'nother victim
You the type of n*gga tweet about your issues
I'm the type of n*gga that's gon' slide with this pistol
Bust in it I don't wanna see no b*tch
It ain't mine, if it ain't got no sticks
4, 5 shots and then I just bought it
When I lost my n*gga, I turned to an alcoholic
Molly with the 'tron sh*t
Got it on my own, b*tch
Talking like he tough
Up it aim it at your dome b*tch
n*gga I ain't with that ho sh*t ( I be with that function)
Another man down
Nother bottle of Patrone, b*tch
And my n*ggas gon' shoot right now, if they got to
These n*ggas always gon talk what they don't do
I would take it as a threat but I really know you
These n*ggas ain't outside like they supposed to
No we slide outside you n*ggas is not that
All my n*ggas poppin, all my n*ggas pop sh*t
These n*ggas say [?] to the issues
Imma pop out with the [?] hit a n*gga with the [?]
Why ya'll been cop the [?] cause the roof in it
I might drop top the wraith, now my roof missing
f*ck you hang with you ain't in bed we on the same sh*t
Running with a bunch of hot n*ggas who will flame sh*t
All my n*ggas famous, all my n*ggas dangerous
They found out my new whip so I had to paint it
All this pain got me painless
Heart be some tameless
I know some n*ggas who be banging
In the entertainment
I said I'm good, love, enjoy
I ain't been hurt before
Lost my n*gga, lost it
I can't feel love no more
[?]
And all my n*ggas up till they all gone
And I can't trust a b*tch that says "no, no"
Middle fingers up to the ops