Great Times ft. BabyBoy Jay Lyrics

Babyboy, lemmie tell you bout the good times

Lemmie tell you bout the, good times

Feeling brand new

Lemmie tell you bout the good times

Got Balmainn with me in this bitch right now

Lemmie tell you bout the good times, mission to the milli ​I got all of my niggas

Know they hate the way we flexing cause we made it out the struggle fuck nigga

Coming in this bitch like it's primetime. bad bitches blowing up my hotline

Babyboy the one like dollar sign, bubble up like Coca-Cola

Know the people they be watching, they my peasants stepping over

Heard that we the trending topic, got your bitch she sleeping over

When she walk in her panties dropping, lil nigga grew up rocking Polo got Hilfiger on my Body

How the fuck I'm pose to feel when you be lying while I'm in it

I just wish that you would think bout all the time that you was given

Thought you was strapped in as my safety for the ride but you didn't

Had to separate myself, too many flaws that I ain't mention

Ain't stressing bout a bitch that ain't gone bring me in a dollar

None of my niggas switching states I know that they forever solid

I talk to these niggas like children cause I know they minors

Say you was loyal prove you bout it, straight to the point won't spin around it

Boss nigga since a kid they know I been over grown

They try to copy and to paste boy you dead wrong

Bad bitch, forehead shine like rhinestones

Always been passionate, so they gone see the time I'm on

Check the time that he was on, its bout quarter past a bag

Only first place could win the race so second's first to last

I took time showing em me, know there's a side they'll never see

In this life stay far from friends, can't get close to your enemies