
coda capello - atlanta lyrics
i’m a good guy, not a nice guy
i’m a good guy, not a nice guy
i’m a good guy, not a nice guy
i’m a good guy, not a nice guy, b+tch
parmesan or the cheddar cheese
cheese cheddar the or the parmesan
my last name in the book of john
john booker t with a eye drop
name last in the contact drop that
n+gga you a dead opp
anybody go against me i do not care
i just keep going
name is big and i run along
and i bounce back no big sean
rocafella rock a patient
occupation co signed by roc nation
lotta you n+ggas are still hatin’
and i hate pigs but i’m still bakin’
who got shot on block ops got popped
block still hot
my n+ggas be talkin’ to me bout the fashion
but really imma buy me a mansion
i’m a rapper assassin
k!ll a n+gga for real he sleep everlastin’
rеst in peace to my gees
that died whеn they were sixteen
i’m a good guy not a nice guy
it’s a thin line when you like me
cotton mouth or cotton fire n+gga still here
and i count dollars
lotta money to be made lotta big checks
lotta millionaire commas
i wanna cop me a rottweiler just so
i could call him the viper
she had to gimme the number
she dripping too hard, she called me the plumber
know i be fixing a leak
she doing that sloppy toppy on me
i meet a girl every week and i like what i see
she part of my polygamy
she want a “bbl”
i tell her go get it i’m wishing you well
she wanna suck on my d+ck for life
i told her let’s do it again
one of you n+ggas is dead i’m pushing
the body hip hop on top of a ledge
left from the studio h i’m putting a taste yall n+ggas is still comin age
who is the bigger man in reality
lotta these n+ggas can’t even copy me
solo duality what the f+ck is a prodigy
i’m a good guy, not a nice guy
i’m a good guy, not a nice guy
i’m a good guy, not a nice guy
i’m a good guy, not a nice guy, b+tch
a couple of flowers i’m putting inside
of a bag
i’m one the best i wanna have me a show
inside of the madison call it a square
i want my face on a banner
midtown of the mile we came in atlanta
i met a rapper she told me she
from oklahoma i told her we better together
steppin’ up to me again i pull out my d+ck
and i show her the man
easy money sniper 35 and i swing it
like kevin durant
maybe in younger than ja morant
lotta my haters are actually fans
coda capello da don the phrase
my n+gga i’m really the man
f+ck is you talkin’ about
these n+ggas ain’t k!lling n0body on tracks
they can’t even match
in the kitchen i be on a mission extermination got a better attack
put myself on the map, i’m finna be rich
okay i’m good for that
n+ggas be hatin on me cause they lacking
ambition that might be a fact
i’m a good guy, not a nice guy
i’m a good guy, not a nice guy
i’m a good guy, not a nice guy
i’m a good guy, not a nice guy, b+tch
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