So what ya'll wanna do when it comes to that next check
We'll be waitin' in the telly like Jamie and Fancy
And I know my nigga Ye told you we was the best dressed
I know I got a buzz so plan up the next step
From the Chi, the city of hella haters
And we'll be up town Jimmy and Camby
A little bit a stuntin', flickin', dawg, it ain't deep
But now they recognize the way they did for Sam Sneed
I hope they lose they spot guarantee a plan B
And we can take it to the cars and I'll show you the hand speed
G.O.O.D music up in this bitch now quit playin'
I feel just like you, I mean even I hate us
I'm only tryin' to spend what they claim you can't keep
Headed to the game to watch Kenyon and Camby
Prolly paintin' they nails in nuthin' but they panties
Really Doe told you hoes where we stayin'
Dawg, I can't keep sayin' G.O.O.D music the greatest latest
Hi haters, I'm back of hiatus
It's the Cons fool, word
I be Don C, Johnny Patrone and me
Fam please, don't make my man squeeze
Like Lake Shore Drive, The Grammy Family
Nas done told you come on homie we major
Now we hoppin' out the limo or either the Lam B
Used to bump the demo up outta the Camry
Before you die so I make sure I stay on the Chi side
Used to hit the radio them faggots ain't let me on
Dawg, it can't be G.O.O.D. music the Grammy Family
Hit the club wit it come on homie they wildin'
And after music meeting wit evenings with Angie
It's gon' prolly add a joint that got John Legend and me
I started independent with owners from land speed
I ain't in love with the same stripper that sprung T
No, it can't be G.O.O.D. music my Grammy Family
GLC gon' be stoned as Angie
And bet Quence and Khaled know what the business is
Yeezy got a vision that's clearer than Evian
Where we keep risin' to the top like elevators
Turn the radio down I mean every song
So open up them envelopes you know who the winners is
No different than Grand Prix's
It's a celebration, bitches, more bottles of champaign
Until Khaled turned up the volume
Pain and all this Louis Vuitton shit ain't cheap, man
And we be in Miami so when they spot me in Bentley
On Grammy night call it G.O.O.D. family night
The Grammy Family
Stuntin' out the middle of nowhere like Vegas
And since I got my shot like I was call and man be
Now I'm hoppin' out the limo or either the Lam B
But you niggaz gon' get in 'til you get to Miami
It's gon' be a stampede 'cuz we be racin' Bentleys
They can't breathe or hardly catch they next breath
