Nav – Good For It

These pussies actin’ like some toilets, wanna take my shit
My jeweler made another chain
My jeweler made another chain

Yeah I’m good for it
Told my plug I need a pound
She said she not a stripper, I still made her strip now
[Pre-Chorus]
Had to upgrade all my shooters, got ’em 30 clips
[Chorus]
Got these rappers stressin’ out, they growin’ white hair
You know I’m good for it
You switch your life around and that’s when all your family switch
Got some money and they sayin’ that I changed now
You know I’m good for it
He thought he was lit until we lit him up
‘Cause he can’t build a house with only half a brick
They see me gettin’ money, feel like droppin’ dimes, yeah
She know I’m good for it
Told that bitch I’m not Mike Tyson, I don’t bite ears
He know I’m good for it
The only time when I’m not fuckin’ on your bitch, she on the rag
[Chorus]
I’m just a brown boy with a bag
You fuck that bitch, I fucked her first so I might care
I’ll prolly keep on fuckin’ bitches ’til I’m 49
The only time when I’m not fuckin’ on your bitch, she on the rag

I got hitters poppin’ shit, I’m just poppin’ all these tags
Told ’em best not wear my merch when you be doin’ shit
Come get your issue, we got mags
He know I’m good for it

She know I’m good for it
Shooter shoot like Steve Kerr, I feel like Mike here
I had to leave the Rex, the 6 is full of slimes, yeah
You wearin’ fake designer, try to recreate my belt
Spark a Woody, gettin’ buzz like Lightyear
Please don’t try me ’cause you know I’m Addy’d up
Told my plug I need a pound
My shorty 21, she in her prime years
I got hitters poppin’ shit, I’m just poppin’ all these tags
[Verse 1]
Ain’t talkin’ burgers when I say that we was hittin’ licks
She don’t wanna fuck me, I’m tryna fuck her friend now
My bro still in the trap, I’m tryna get him out the shit
Come get your issue, we got mags
I’m what the music game needed
I got some Mali’s from the south side, they be sprayin’ shit
They talkin’ shit from far away, my .40 right here
I’m what the music game needed
Tell me who else would keep the lights on if I wasn’t lit
I dumped that bitch, sold her a dream, I gave her nightmares

Yeah I’m good for it
I’m just a brown boy with a bag

[Verse 2]
I book a flight for your bitch
My Lambo will transform, Optimus Prime, yeah
You fuck around I might just fuck around and fuck your bitch
[Pre-Chorus]
Like 2K player mode, I had to recreate myself
She said she wanna be my wife, I said don’t waste my time
I’m doin’ good, I left the Rex, I’m off the strip now
I don’t want her body, I want her mind, yeah
I book a flight for your bitch