Doing Good Larry June
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[Verse 1]
You need to check up from your neck up
Bitch choose up, play the red carpet, hit New Orleans
Take it overseas, we can cross the border
Give her 30K, playin' craps with the trick
All my bitch like to do is hit licks
Orange Chanel bag match her fingertips
Night vision on it so I won't miss
Goin' through the shit, still sellin' dope
I don't wanna hug, rather just smoke
Nigga won't choke if it ain't dope
Bitch hit for six, meet me in the Scope
Ridin' through the city with a scale on me
Hope these fuck niggas don't tell on me, damn
Salad with the kale on it
Bust down lemonade, sellin' some', goddamn
No plates, VIN number covered up, that's an unknown (ups and downs)
I thought I fell in love, nigga I was wrong (eyes closed)
I can count a hundred thousand with a blindfold, ice so cold
It's probably 'cause I got this VVS chain on (you're doing good)
[Chorus]
It's early in the trap but just hit for sixteen hundred
You're doing good (yeehee), you're doing good (yes lord, shit)
Bitches shaking ass, on the pole doin' tricks
You're doing good, you're doing good (one, two, three, hit it)
Doing, good, doing, good, doing, good, doing, good
Doing, good, doing, good, doing, good, doing, good
You need to check up from your neck up
Bitch choose up, play the red carpet, hit New Orleans
Take it overseas, we can cross the border
Give her 30K, playin' craps with the trick
All my bitch like to do is hit licks
Orange Chanel bag match her fingertips
Night vision on it so I won't miss
Goin' through the shit, still sellin' dope
I don't wanna hug, rather just smoke
Nigga won't choke if it ain't dope
Bitch hit for six, meet me in the Scope
Ridin' through the city with a scale on me
Hope these fuck niggas don't tell on me, damn
Salad with the kale on it
Bust down lemonade, sellin' some', goddamn
No plates, VIN number covered up, that's an unknown (ups and downs)
I thought I fell in love, nigga I was wrong (eyes closed)
I can count a hundred thousand with a blindfold, ice so cold
It's probably 'cause I got this VVS chain on (you're doing good)
[Chorus]
It's early in the trap but just hit for sixteen hundred
You're doing good (yeehee), you're doing good (yes lord, shit)
Bitches shaking ass, on the pole doin' tricks
You're doing good, you're doing good (one, two, three, hit it)
Doing, good, doing, good, doing, good, doing, good
Doing, good, doing, good, doing, good, doing, good
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