all good (feat. Future) Lyrics

all good (feat. Future) - Roddy Ricch

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all good"

(feat. Future)

[Intro:]

Why ain't that bitch turn me up?

[Roddy Ricch:]

Started off last week, it was all good

Watchin' Russell, Lebron James, on the hard wood

Shawty told me to fuck her face so it's all good

Means there ain't no way I'm done with Hollywood

My hoes all good, I fuck 'em all good

My credit all good, bitch I'm always good

My pocket's all good, my mama's still straight

A bakery chef how I been flippin' all this cake

Got a flock of famous hoes, took 'em to Barbados

Purple drink, sippin' bitch, why you on that K-Roll?

We ain't on no playground, I'ma show you how I play though

Bitch said I'm playin' mind games with her, she call me Play-Doh

I want a motherfuckin' Janet Jackson

I'm sittin' in front a TV, thinkin' I need an actress

Your wheel cost more than your friend, though

All I do is point at the ho and she come closer

Body like a two liter, ass fat as hell, nigga

Got a smart bitch at the apartment, about to graduate from Yale

A high maintenance nigga bitch just compliment my nails

You know it ain't no goin' against the Gram, I'll prevail

This coupe-talk spoiler lookin' like a damn tail

Only five hundred whips like this demon out of hell

We outside, you been inside, nigga, we can tell

My crib double gated, say that shit for all my haters

Started off last week, it was all good

Watchin' Russell, Lebron James, on the hard wood

Shawty told me to fuck her face so it's all good

Means there ain't no way I'm done with Hollywood

My hoes all good, I fuck 'em all good

My credit all good, bitch I'm always good

My pocket's all good, my mama's still straight

A bakery chef how I been flippin' all this cake

[Future:]

My rack's all good, my bitch all good

My wrist's all good, my hood all good

Sittin' courtside, higher than the moon

Rich nigga, fuck your bitch like a goon

Rolls-Royce, ghosts floatin', tycoon

Pink diamonds, solitaries, cost me a stack of blues

Posted up with the robber, swervin' dollar fools

Smoke 'em up, roll the opp up, block him out his shoes

Standin' in the trenches with my jury

I put all my killers on security

My shooters, they evil, sit courtside with a heater

How the fuck am I ever goin' Hollywood?

I shoot out my stripper with a pop star

In a vehicle too fast out for a cop car

I got pink diamonds on me, it was dirty Sprite

Bad bitch rockin' Louis, she looked off white

[Roddy Ricch:]

Started off last week, it was all good

Watchin' Russell, Lebron James, on the hard wood

Shawty told me to fuck her face so it's all good

Means there ain't no way I'm done with Hollywood

My hoes all good, I fuck 'em all good

My credit all good, bitch I'm always good

My pocket's all good, my mama's still straight

A bakery chef how I been flippin' all this cake

My hoes all good, I fuck 'em all good

My credit all good, bitch I'm always good

My pocket's all good, my mama's still straight

A bakery chef how I been flippin' all this cake

A bakery chef how I been flippin' all this cake

My credit all good, bitch I'm always good