Good Drank Lyrics - 2 Chainz

Yeah, used to treat my mattress like the ATM yeah 

Bond number 9 that's my favorite scent, yeah 

Can't forget the kush I'm talking OG, oh yeah 

Rest in peace to pop, he was an OG 

Oh yeah, 285 I had that pack on me 

Uh, I can not forget I had that strap on me 

Yeah, rest in peace to my nigga Doe 

All he ever want to do is ball 

That was the easy part 

We playing that Weezy hard 

We sit in the kitchen late 

We tryna to make an escape 

Trying to make me a mil 

So I'mma keep me a plate 

I told 'em shawty can leave 

So I'mma keep me a rake 

So I'mma keep me a Wraith 

My jewelry look like a lake 

Today I'm in the Maybach 

And that car came with some drapes 

You know I look like a safe 

I put you back in your place 

I look you right in your face 

Sing to your bitch like I'm Drake, yeah 

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Good drank, big knots 

Good drugs, I put a four on the rocks 

Drop top, no hot box 

12 tried to pull me over, pink slips to the cops 

She said the molly give her thizz face 

Put the dick in her rib cage 

Whips out Kunta Kinte 

Diamonds clear like Bombay 

Take your babies, no Harambe 

Play with keys like Doc Dre 

3K like André 

Need a girl call her, come through 

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Your trunk in the front, well check this out my top in the trunk 

You play with my money then check this out your pop in the trunk 

Three mil in a month, but I just did three years on a bunk 

Oh you in a slump I'm headed to Oakland like Kevin Durant 

What is your point, square with the stamp, for Kevin Durant 

Lay on on my trap, play with my cap and I'll knock off your hat 

I'm taking the cheese and killing the rats 

Gucci Mane, call me the cat with the rat 

I'm swervin' but I'm in back of the back 

I'm Persian, man I got hoes from Iraq 

I'm servin' I pay a bird for that 

He nervous, I ain't got no word for that 

He heard and want all of his purses back 

He mixing the seal with the percocets 

She perfect and she got perky breasts 

I just want some of that turkey neck 

Trapper of the year I'm from Boulder Crest 

You snitch of the year cause you told the best 

Good drank, big knots 

Good drugs, I put a four on the rocks 

Drop top, no hot box 

12 tried to pull me over, pink slips to the cops 

She said the molly give her thizz face 

Put the dick in her rib cage 

Whips out Kunta Kinte 

Diamonds clear like Bombay 

Take your babies, no Harambe 

Play with keys like Doc Dre 

3K like Andre 

Need a girl call her, come through 

Aye Mike Dean 

This shit hard as fuck bruh 

You a living legend I appreciate that 

Aye Guwop I'm glad you home cuz 

Quavo, you already know man 

You got next on these niggas double salute man 

True shit 

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Hair Weave Killer 

Daniel Son the Necklace Don 

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