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good morning - mobster bay lyrics

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[intro:]
yeah, it’s early as f-ck in the morning
it’s like some early in the f-ck, like it’s on some early -ss music too
(ch-ch-chopsquad)
just waking up in like the 70s or something, yeah
ah nah nah nah nahhh
yeah, ohh
ohh yeah

[chorus:]
good morning
woke up, smokin gas in a foreign
i’m in los angeles with a bad b-tch
and a savage
got a ratchet, let em have it
pull up without warning (skrr)
sunny day, but them bullets make it stormin
she gon blow the whole team like porridge
you got lean? what you waiting for? pour it
(yeahhh)

[verse 1:]
book a flight she from out the country
bad lil b-tch, she from paris, bring me some givenchy
cocaine got her fienin, yeah
gas got me dreamin, yeah
she call me everything, except sober and single, yeah
hit a strip club i’m just tryna mingle, yeah
checking hoes, lookin head and ring finger, yeah
got my gucci jacket out the dry cleaners, yeah
gotta stay fresh, yeah
fresh to death, yeah
yeezy cs in all four seasons
flex, finessing all these women
bad b-tch, fat -ss, bad habits
high fashion, fabric, livin lavish
smokin gas, i ain’t never on e
outer sp-ce baby, yeah i’m outta yo reach
ball like nba baby, yeah i’m outta yo league
all night off a percy, don’t get fatigued

[chorus:]
good morning
woke up, smokin gas in a foreign
i’m in los angeles with a bad b-tch
and a savage
got a ratchet, let em have it
pull up without warning (skrr)
sunny day, but them bullets make it stormin
she gon blow the whole team like porridge
you got lean? what you waiting for? pour it
(yeahhh)

[verse 2:]
i’m in cali
moon rock, at the back with ratty
bro got a .40, c-ck it back and its statty
i do it like please, record deal under my feet
she tryna play me, i play her like ps3
game on
vvs, put my chains on
hang on, lemme get rich and put the gang on
two phones, one for the women and one for the hoes
nowadays, i can prolly f-ck on the bad b-tches back at home
they wouldn’t lemme hit, now they lemme hit
split prolly for they friends
sell me for a quick fix, don’t forget a tip (yeah)
look like i hit a lick (yeah)
love the way that she lick (yeah)
i bite like a pig (?) (yeah)

[chorus:]
good morning
woke up, smokin gas in a foreign
i’m in los angeles with a bad b-tch
and a savage
got a ratchet, let em have it
pull up without warning (skrr)
sunny day, but them bullets make it stormin
she gon blow the whole team like porridge
you got lean? what you waiting for? pour it
(yeahhh)

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