You’ll Be Fine Larry June

[Hook: Larry June]
You're doing good
You'll be fine
You're doing good
You'll be fine
You're doing good

[Verse 1]
On the beach with two freaks white bitch double D's God damn
Other phone ringing, bitch catting off
Gotta break her for another hundred thou
I hit the blunt, then I'm back to trapping
My left wrist, made it happen
Started with a Cadi'
Now I got the Beamer coupe matted
(Aye sweetie hand me that Louie bag please)
At 16, man I had a vision
Break a bitch for her fucking dope
Buy a Range Rover on 4s
In Arizona eating Lo-Lo's
Back then I had no shows
But God damn I had a lot of hoes
I probably fucked your main bitch
But you would never know she got another phone
Eating pho, gotta cheat, Cheerios, Netflix, Sunday
God damn, a nigga too on
You probably thought I was a dumb nigga
Finessed the whole fucking rap game
I don't even fucking drive no more
Got my Indian for that
I don't talk on the phone no more
Got another bitch for that