Life Is Great

[Intro] Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up Woo Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, woo Yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah Yeah, yeah [Chorus] Yeah, bitch, my life is great, uh Diamonds frosted flakes, yeah Young nigga go ape Go bananas on my case, yeah (Fire) You might die today (Yeah) Nigga, that's God’s plan, that's not Drake's, yeah Gettin’ too much cake I need three or four more safes, yeah (Racks) [Verse 1] Woo, young nigga brought out them blues (Yeah) Flexin' on you and your crew (Yeah) Fuck her then give her the boot (Bitch) I gotta go, gotta move (I gotta) I'm a real smooth lil' dude (Smooth) Balenci runners, you fool (Yeah) Don't feel like tyin' my shoes (Nah), yeah Bitch I drip-drop swag, yeah (Drop) I got big big racks, yeah (Racks) Don't even check tags, yeah (I don't check) So much cash, I brag (So much, so much) Don’t care ’bout my past, yeah (I don't care) Leave it where it’s at, yeah You keep gettin' mad, yeah I keep gettin' racks, yeah (Yeah, yeah) [Chorus] Yeah, bitch, my life is great, uh Diamonds frosted flakes, yeah Young nigga go ape Go bananas on my case, yeah (Fire) You might die today (Yeah) Nigga, that's God’s plan, that's not Drake's, yeah Gettin' too much cake I need three or four more safes, yeah (Racks) [Verse 2] I'm gettin' too much cake (I'm gettin' too much) But I want some more And I dropped that "Russian Cream" because I want all smoke And you can come and ask your ho, she gon' tell you I'm dope (Glizzock) Freshest young nigga livin', yeah you already know, uh Bitch my life is great, no time for fake, no time to play, uh Bitch I'm gettin' this cake while you just hate, stay in your place, uh Backwood to the face, my heart start race, this blunt feel laced, yeah Pull up with the K and let it cop like "A Bay Bay," yeah Came from out the mud, now they bookin' me at clubs, yeah Chillin' with my thugs, on stage with them pistols tucked, uh Play, you know what's up, flip a nigga, bitch, we young and buck Pull up in that, "What the fuck?" They like, "This a car or truck?" [Chorus] Bitch, my life is great, uh Diamonds frosted flakes, yeah Young nigga go ape Go bananas on my case, yeah (Fire) You might die today (Yeah) Nigga, that's God's plan, that's not Drake's, yeah Gettin' too much cake I need three or four more safes, yeah (Racks)