Good Times lyrics

by

Yung Frendi


[Intro]
Guala, please bring it back
Diplomat in the cut, yeah

[Chorus: 2gaudy]
I've been out here, f*ckin' chillin' in my bag (In my bag)
Gucci on me, Gucci chillin' with that tag (Tag)
Lately I been feeling bad, kinda doing sh*t I don't mean
Yeah, they said my car was trash, so I hopped inside a new beam, aye (Gang, gang)
The sh*t you say in DM is kind of confusing, hey
I really can't tell If I've been winning or losing, aye
But bae, that's okay, yeah, that's alright
Baby, I been chilling, smoking gas, having a good time (Gang, gang)

[Verse 1: 2gaudy]
I know we don't see (Yeah), eye to eye (Damn)
But f*ck it if I mean (sh*t), I'm down to try (Yeah)
'Cause in the endgame, I want you in my life
Emotions be up and down, just like a half-pipe, aye
Lately I been running sh*t, like an athlete
Round the corner like a motherf*cking track meet
Had to hop up in the stu' just to snap again
I might be black, but not African

[Chorus: 2gaudy]
I've been out here, f*ckin' chillin' in my bag (In my bag)
Gucci on me, Gucci chillin' with that tag (Tag)
Lately I been feeling bad, kinda doing sh*t I don't mean
Yeah, they said my car was trash, so I hopped inside a new beam, aye
The sh*t you say in DM is kind of confusing, hey
I really can't tell If I've been winning or losing, aye
But bae, that's okay, yeah, that's alright
Baby, I been chilling, smoking gas, having a good time, hey
[Verse 2: 2gaudy]
They said if I had my bag up, then I'll get my ass up
'Cause I can't really hang around with these dumb little punks
Bad bitty on the scene, I'ma f*ck her like a sl*t
Feeling rich 'til I die, I don't really give a f*ck
You got three seconds to decide, before your life starts to suck
Shorter than a leprechaun, but you're dumb outta luck
'Cause I been out here tryna roll that heat now, beat now
I'ma leave a n*gga with a beat down

[Chorus: 2gaudy, Yung Frendi & Both]
I've been out here, f*ckin' chillin' in my bag (In my bag)
Gucci on me, Gucci chillin' with that tag (With that tag)
Lately I been feeling bad, kinda doing sh*t I don't mean (Holy sh*t)
Yeah, they said my car was trash, so I hopped inside a new beam, aye (Holy sh*t, yeah, foreign whip)

[Verse 3: Yung Frendi]
In a new whip, crashing on my new whip
I got n*ggas from the bay going stupid
And I know that you miss me too
But I'm kicking with your bestie, I'm a fool
L-legend in the making, I know n*ggas hate it
Bro gon' slide, we gon' flip like the Matrix
Oh my god, yeah, that girl so amazing
Super amazing, girl, be my lady
[Verse 4: KILLXAVI]
I been out here, I been chilling in my bag
Worry 'bout no f*ck n*ggas, come in last
And he won't bring his b*tch close to me, he knows what I'm about
Got these n*ggas so mad, now they foaming at the mouth
I don't give a f*ck about your ex, I'm tryna have a good time
Girl, you know I miss you, I'ma eat you out like lunchtime
Nothing really on my mind, 'cause I know you're all mines
Now it's summer at the beach and I'm chilling with my slimes

[Chorus: 2gaudy]
I've been out here, f*ckin' chillin' in my bag (In my bag)
Gucci on me, Gucci chillin' with that tag (Tag)
Lately I been feeling bad, kinda doing sh*t I don't mean
Yeah, they said my car was trash, so I hopped inside a new beam (Gang, gang)
The sh*t you say in DM is kind of confusing, hey
I really can't tell If I've been winning or losing, aye
But bae, that's okay, yeah, that's alright
Baby, I been chilling, smoking gas, having a good time (Gang, gang)

[Outro: 2gaudy]
I know we don't see eye to eye
But f*ck it if I mean, I'm down to try
'Cause in the endgame, I want you in my life
Emotions be up and down, just like a half-pipe, aye
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