Good Clothes

[Intro] Forever dream, ho [Verse 1] Me and my bitch'll fuck yo bitch, we running trains on 'em She complement my knowledge, give me everything [?] if it's too heavy, you can leave me there Everytime a nigga do business, gon' need some silverware You got me poppin' out in these good clothes, tell me what I should know Ridin' 'round with these good hoes, pure ones, no cheap shows You gotta pay the price if you gon' get up undеr the hood of my car The dead of night, usеd to get in my head at night Southside of the [?], it's settled up, I got us nice Niggas never had nothin', I brought it back twice, yuh Take off my vest 'cause everything that's mine was left We went up, y'all went left, you could see it through the check Real niggas give it up, bad bitches tryna fuck Police niggas tryna cuff, y'all niggas weird as fuck Told me I could be the president, you kinda [cap dem] I ain't never had to backpedal, you can ask around [Refrain] Now if she bouncing on a nigga, is the nigga wrong? (Nigga wrong?) She been contemplating 'bout it, we gon' get it on (Get it on) See, you testing on a nigga, might just get it wrong (Get it wrong) It's just me, you, and my bitch, we might just get along (Get along) She bouncing on a nigga, is the nigga wrong? She been contemplating 'bout it, we gon' get it on (Get it on) See, you testing on a nigga, might just get it wrong (Get it wrong) It's just me, you, and my bitch, we might just get along (Get along) [Verse 2] Man, I been gettin' it for too long, it's been a long time You can't be sittin' in for this, get in your own line I got my mind right like 2020 Covid time Ain't gotta ask for no forgiveness, I be takin' mine Steam rolling niggas, get the fuck out my way with that crying Quit all that sentimental shit, the [?] decline You know the temperament, keep your hand on the paper, the ignorant decisions of a player from [this other side] Richmond hate to implement the skyscraper ceiling with no high Take a plane, bitch, you a fly and them, no denying them You gotta have a ho runnin' out the sto', gotta cop' em mo' Put it in your wishlist, nigga might just sign the ho Talking shit like it's the ranging phone days, fuck what Simon say Tell him pay it late under [?], they found his buddy floatin' in the lake Called his mama, told you they was sorry but it's way too late, ow [Outro] You feel me?