Good Nights lyrics

[Verse 1]

When they play my song, they gonna run it back

And when you see me then you knowing where the party at

Career went, full circle like a cul de sac

To all my high-school haters I’ve been heart attacks

Cause boy I come through, riding on a brontosaurus

And I drink a little liquor cause I’m out here touring

Pass out, so drunk, motherfuckers snoring

Bitches mouth stay running so I call em forest

Cause we got fucked up, girls roll the tourist

You would think by now we would act mature

But fuck that, yup yap in a bitch it’s portion

I don’t never give apology I act according

To the shots I took and the lines you snorted

I find myself funny but I find you worrying

Now catch myself running to a flight that’s boarding

[Hook]

But hey, good nights and bad mornings

But hey, good nights and bad mornings

Hey, good nights and bad mornings

Mornin, mornin, mornin, mornin

[Verse 2]

Let’s get drunk, so we can’t get blamed for shit

Take hella shots till we get the hang of it

A bunch of free bottles, ain’t no sense in wasting it

We be drinking hela Hennessy and blazing it

With hella white boys like Josh n Drake and shit

See this is what you living like when you be making it

Some people like you and some people be fake and shit

But free weed mean free blunts to the face again

I’m going outta this world and I’m back in orbit

I be getting lifted and the weed’s my forklift

We got hella substance and you can’t control it

I be spitting hella game cause I never forfeit

I be spilling hela beer on my fucking Jordans

Woke up with a mess that I can’t afford it

My camera man hovered and he still recording

Go ahead, get this

[Hook]

But hey, good nights and bad mornings

But hey, good nights and bad mornings

Hey, good nights and bad mornings

Mornin, mornin, mornin, mornin

[Verse 3]

Let’s make a bong out of water bottle

Cause I ain’t bring a pipe but I brought pot though

And the drugs in my rooms I feel like a capo

We in Tejas, but I’ma start a sideshow

Attention all you haters, get upon your job though

I been making money and I’m like "Que paso?"

You supposed to be stopping it but I guess you not so

Good at what you doing cause I’m getting Mars dough

I’ma drive to Tijuana just to buy some tacos

Cause I’m on every color and I got the passport

I got my reggie wanna but you walking out mode

Cause you hella fried so of course we not close

Me and my game tight like a fucking corset

We get drunk together and we hit them stores then

We can buy whatever, cause no money shortage

Now we have to pay for luggage when our flight is boarding

But hey, good nights and bad mornings