I'm Good

Uh Uh No Ceilings, nigga Got T in here, Fuque in here Streets in here, Lucc in here We in here biatch, haha Okay, Boston Red Sox cap, I get baseball money Used to do it big, but now, bitch, I do it Paul Bunyan Cincinnati Reds cap, skinny jeans, black Chucks Hollywood shotgun, watch me make it act up Saints cap, new car, paint that if it ain't black Red light, press a button, make the top faint back That was tough, so are us, no such thing as sobered up You close minded, I shoot you in the head I bet you open up High yellow women with her hair to her ass Bring her home, fuck her like a belt then I crash And when it comes to head, I get that head of the class I got them green backs like I laid in the grass Lucci be my nigga, the east is up the buildin' Young Mula ba-, the blanks already filled in Fire alarm dick, them bitches wanna pull Weezy baby nigga I ain't just good mothafucka I'm I'm good I'm good (haha, No Ceilings) I'm good I'm good Yeah Still no job, bitch, but I ain't hurtin' Phone still ringin' so I'm still workin' Got coke for the snorters, drank if you slurpin' Even got a couple pills for you if your back hurtin' Uh, they call me Mr. Pharmaceutical I'm getting money every time I'm in the studio I'm getting money, bitch, even when I do a show I get the money even if I have to sue a ho That's how the game go, eastside play it cold We love the new coupes, we love our necks froze You couldn't be me if you could Weezy Baby, Lucci Lou and we good I'm good I'm good I'm good I'm good, yeah --- I'm Good - Lil Wayne and Lucci Lou