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  • 2 Chainz – Good Drank 2.0 (feat. Gucci Mane, Quavo & The Trap Choir)

    [Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
    Used to treat my mattress like the ATM, yeah
    Bond number 9 that’s my favorite scent, yeah
    Can’t forget that kush, I’m talking OG, yeah
    Rest in peace to pop, he was an OG, alright now
    285 I had that pack on me, uh
    I cannot forget I had that strap on me, yeah
    Rest in peace to my partner Doe
    All we ever want to do was ball
    That was the easy part, we playing that Weezy hard
    We sit in the kitchen late, we tryna to make an escape
    Tryna make me a mil, so I’ma keep me a plate
    I told ’em shawty can leave, so I’ma keep me a rake
    So I’ma keep me a Wraith, my jewelry look like a lake
    Today I’m in a Maybach
    And that car came with some drapes
    You know I look like a safe, I put you back in your place
    You know I look in your face, sing to your bitch like I’m Drake
    2 Chainz!

    [Hook: The Trap Choir]
    Good drank, big knots
    Good stuff, I put a four on the rocks (lean!)
    Drop top, no hot box
    12 tried to pull me over, pink slips to the cops
    She said that molly give her thizz face
    Put the thing in her rib cage
    Whips out, Kunta Kinte
    Diamonds clear like Bombay
    Take your babies, no Harambe
    Play with keys like Doc Dre
    3K like André
    And your girl, tell her come here

    [Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
    It’s Gucci!
    Your trunk in the front
    Well check this out my top in the trunk
    You play with my money
    Then check this out you’re poppin’ the trunk
    Three mil in a month
    But I just did three years on a bunk
    Oh, you in a slump
    I’m headed to Oakland like Kevin Da Runt
    What is your point?
    Square with the stamp, fuck Kevin Durant
    Lay on my trap
    Play with my cap and I’ll knock off your hat
    I’m taking the cheese and killing the rats
    Gucci Mane, call me the cat with the racks
    I’m swervin’, but I’m in back of the ‘Bach
    Persian, man I got hoes from Iraq
    I’m servin’, I pay a bird for that
    He nervous, I ain’t got no word for that
    He hurt and want all of his purses back
    He mixing the syrup with the Percocets
    She perfect and she got perky breasts
    I just want some of that turkey neck
    Trapper of the year, I’m from Bouldercrest
    You snitch of the year cause you told the best

    [Hook: The Trap Choir]
    Good drank, big knots
    Good stuff, I put a four on the rocks (lean!)
    Drop top, no hot box
    12 tried to pull me over, pink slips to the cops
    She said that molly give her thizz face
    Put the thing in her rib cage
    Whips out, Kunta Kinte
    Diamonds clear like Bombay
    Take your babies, no Harambe
    Play with keys like Doc Dre
    3K like André
    And your girl, tell her come here

    [Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
    Favorite rapper, that’s 3K
    Yeah sir that’s my DJ
    Mike Dean on the piano
    Put the work on the E-way
    Guwop right next to me
    So you know Bouldercrest with me
    Man it’s hard for you to mess with me
    So you’re looking at the best really
    Diamonds dancing like Bentley
    Might leave in a Bentley
    Kinda hard to get with me
    Can’t believe it like Ripley
    Pretty girls like trap music
    Man I used to want a condo
    Started off in the basement
    Ended up on the top floor
    Yeah, you listening to the top flow
    Now you looking at the top tier
    From grams to the Grammys
    Told y’all it was our year
    Told y’all it was my year
    Told y’all it was my year
    Told y’all it was my year
    Man you looking at the evidence
    Yeah God, that’s my president
    Hell nah, I don’t hesitate
    I ain’t met a girl can curve me
    Let a motherfucker set it straight, for real


  • 2 Chainz – Good Drank (feat. Gucci Mane) (On The Tonight Show) (Live)

    Used to treat my mattress like the ATM
    Bond number 9 that’s my favorite scent
    Can’t forget the kush I’m talking OG
    Rest in peace to pop he was an OG
    Oh yeah, 285 I had that pack on me
    Uh, I can not forget I had that strap on me
    Yeah, rest in peace to my nigga Doe
    All he ever want to do was ball
    That was the easy part
    We playing that Weezy hard
    We sit in the kitchen late
    We tryna to make an escape
    Trying to make me a mil
    So I’mma keep me a plate
    I told ’em shawty can leave
    So I’mma keep me a rake
    So I’mma keep me a Wraith
    My jewelry look like a lake
    Today I’m in the Maybach
    And that car came with some drapes
    You know I look like a safe
    I put you back in your place
    I look you right in your face
    Sing to your bitch like I’m Drake
    Good drank, big knots
    Good drugs, I put a four on the rocks
    Drop top, no hot box
    12 tried to pull me over, pink slips to the cops
    She said the molly give her thizz face
    Put the dick in her rib cage
    Whips out Kunta Kinte
    Diamonds clear like Bombay
    Take your babies no Harambe
    Play with keys like Doc Dre
    3K like André
    Need a girl call her, come through
    Your trunk in the front well check this out my top in the trunk
    You play with my money then check this out your pop in the trunk
    Three mil in a month but I just did three years on a bunk
    Oh you in a slump I’m headed to Oakland like Kevin Durant
    What is your point, square with the stamp, for Kevin Durant
    Lay on my trap, play with my cap and I’ll knock off your hat
    I’m taking the cheese and killing the rats
    Gucci Mane call me the cat with the rat
    I’m swervin’ but I’m in back of the back
    I’m Persian, man I got hoes from Iraq
    I’m servin’ I pay a bird for that
    He nervous I ain’t got no word for that
    He heard and want all of his purses back
    He mixing the seal with the percocets
    She perfect and she got perky breast
    I just want some of that turkey neck
    Trapper of the year I’m from Boulder Crest
    You snitch of the year ’cause you told the best
    Good drank, big knots
    Good drugs, I put a four on the rocks
    Drop top, no hot box
    12 tried to pull me over, pink slips to the cops
    She said the molly give her thizz face
    Put the dick in her rib cage
    Whips out Kunta Kinte
    Diamonds clear like Bombay
    Take your babies no Harambe
    Play with keys like Doc Dre
    3K like Andre
    Need a girl call her, come through
    Aye Mike Dean
    This shit hard as fuck bruh
    You a living legend I appreciate that
    Aye Guwop I’m glad you home cuz
    Quavo, you already know man
    You got next on these niggas double salute man
    True shit
    2 Chainz
    Hair Weave Killer
    Daniel Son Necklace Don
    Chapo Jr


  • 2 Chainz – Good Drank (feat. Gucci Mane & Quavo)

    [Intro: 2 Chainz]
    Uhh, alright
    I did it, hahah, yeah

    [Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
    Used to treat my mattress like the ATM, yeah
    Bond number 9 that’s my favorite scent, yeah
    Can’t forget the kush, I’m talking OG, yeah
    Rest in peace to pop, he was an OG, oh yeah
    285 I had that pack on me, uh
    I cannot forget I had that strap on me, yeah
    Rest in peace to my nigga Doe (TRU)
    All we ever want to do is ball
    That was the easy part, we playing that Weezy hard
    We sit in the kitchen late, we tryna to make an escape
    Trying to make me a mil, so I’mma keep me a plate
    I told ’em shawty can leave, so I’mma keep me a rake
    So I’mma keep me a Wraith, my jewelry look like a lake
    Today I’m in the Maybach
    And that car came with some drapes
    You know I look like a safe, I put you back in your place
    I look you right in your face, sing to your bitch like I’m Drake
    Yeah

    [Hook: Quavo]
    Good drank, big knots
    Good drugs, I put a four on the rocks (lean!)
    Drop top, no hot box
    12 tried to pull me over, pink slips to the cops
    She said the molly give her thizz face
    Put the dick in her rib cage
    Whips out, Kunta Kinte
    Diamonds clear like Bombay
    Take your babies, no Harambe
    Play with keys like Doc Dre
    3K like André
    Need a girl call her, come through

    [Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
    It’s Gucci!
    Your trunk in the front
    Well check this out my top in the trunk
    You play with my money
    Then check this out your pop in the trunk
    Three mil in a month
    But I just did three years on a bunk
    Oh, you in a slump
    I’m headed to Oakland like Kevin Da Runt
    What is your point?
    Square with the stamp, fuck Kevin Durant
    Lay on on my trap
    Play with my cap and I’ll knock off your hat
    I’m taking the cheese and killing the rats
    Gucci Mane, call me the cat with the racks
    I’m swervin’, but I’m in back of the ‘Bach
    I’m Persian, man I got hoes from Iraq
    I’m servin’ I pay a bird for that
    He nervous, I ain’t got no word for that
    He hurt and want all of his purses back
    He mixing the syrup with the Percocets
    She perfect and she got perky breasts
    I just want some of that turkey neck
    Trapper of the year, I’m from Bouldercrest
    You snitch of the year cause you told the best

    [Hook: Quavo]
    Good drank, big knots
    Good drugs, I put a four on the rocks
    Drop top, no hot box
    12 tried to pull me over, pink slips to the cops
    She said the molly give her thizz face
    Put the dick in her rib cage
    Whips out Kunta Kinte
    Diamonds clear like Bombay
    Take your babies, no Harambe
    Play with keys like Doc Dre
    3K like Andre
    And your girl, call her cum face

    [Outro: 2 Chainz]
    Aye, Mike Dean
    This shit hard as fuck, bruh
    You a living legend, I appreciate that
    Aye, Guwop, I’m glad you home, cuz
    Quavo, you already know man
    You got next on these niggas double salute man
    True shit, 2 Chainz!
    Hair Weave Killer
    Daniel Son, the Necklace Don
    Chapo Jr


  • Good drank – 2 Chainz feat. Gucci Mane lyrics

    Lyrics 2 Chainz – Good drank

    Used to treat my mattress like the ATM, yeahhh
    Bond number 9 that’s my favorite scent, yeahhh
    Can’t forget the kush, I’m talking OG, yeahhh
    Rest in peace to pop, he was an OG, oh yeahhh
    285 I had that pack on me, uhhh
    I cannot forget I had that strap on me, yeahhh
    Rest in peace to my nigga Doe (TRU)
    All we ever want to do is ball
    That was the easy part, we playing that Weezy hard
    We sit in the kitchen late, we tryna to make an escape
    Trying to make me a mil, so I’mma keep me a plate
    I told ’em shawty can leave, so I’mma keep me a rake
    So I’mma keep me a Wraith, my jewelry look like a lake
    Today I’m in the Maybach
    And that car came with some drapes
    You know I look like a safe, I put you back in your place
    I look you right in your face, sing to your b*tch like I’m Drake
    Yeahhh.(good drank)

    Good drank, big knots
    Good drugs, I put a four on the rocks (lean!)
    Drop top, no hot box
    12 tried to pull me over, pink slips to the cops
    She said the molly give her thizz face
    Put the dick in her rib cage
    Whips out, Kunta Kinte
    Diamonds clear like Bombay
    Take your babies, no Harambe
    Play with keys like Doc Dre
    3K like André
    Need a girl call her, come through.

    It’s Gucci!
    Your trunk in the front
    Well check this out my top in the trunk
    You play with my money
    Then check this out your pop in the trunk
    Three mil in a month
    But I just did three years on a bunk
    Oh, you in a slump
    I’m headed to Oakland like Kevin Da Runt
    What is your point?
    Square with the stamp, f*ck Kevin Durant
    Lay on on my trap
    Play with my cap and I’ll knock off your hat
    I’m taking the cheese and killing the rats
    Gucci Mane, call me the cat with the racks
    I’m swervin’, but I’m in back of the ‘Bach
    I’m Persian, man I got hoes from Iraq
    I’m servin’ I pay a bird for that
    He nervous, I ain’t got no word for that
    He hurt and want all of his purses back
    He mixing the syrup with the Percocets
    She perfect and she got perky breasts
    I just want some of that turkey neck
    Trapper of the year, I’m from Bouldercrest
    You snitch of the year cause you told the best.

    Good drank, big knots
    Good drugs, I put a four on the rocks
    Drop top, no hot box
    12 tried to pull me over, pink slips to the cops
    She said the molly give her thizz face
    Put the dick in her rib cage
    Whips out Kunta Kinte
    Diamonds clear like Bombay
    Take your babies, no Harambe
    Play with keys like Doc Dre
    3K like Andre
    And your girl, call her cum face.

    Aye, Mike Dean
    This shit hard as f*ck, bruh
    You a living legend, I appreciate that
    Aye, Guwop, I’m glad you home, cuz
    Quavo, you already know man
    You got next on these niggas double salute man
    True shit, 2 Chainz!
    Hair Weave Killer
    Daniel Son, the Necklace Don
    Chapo Jrrr.
    2 Chainz lyrics
    Video drank


  • 2 Chainz – Good Drank (feat. Quavo & Gucci Mane) (Hibachi For Lunch Album) letras

    [Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
    Yeah, used to treat my mattress like the ATM yeah
    Bond number 9 that’s my favorite scent, yeah
    Can’t forget the kush, I’m talking OG, oh yeah
    Rest in peace to pop, he was an OG
    Oh yeah, 285 I had that pack on me
    Uh, I can not forget I had that strap on me
    Yeah, rest in peace to my nigga Doe
    All he ever want to do is ball
    That was the easy part
    We playing that Weezy hard
    We sit in the kitchen late
    We tryna to make an escape
    Trying to make me a mil
    So I’mma keep me a plate
    I told ’em shawty can leave
    So I’mma keep me a rake
    So I’mma keep me a Wraith
    My jewelry look like a lake
    Today I’m in the Maybach
    And that car came with some drapes
    You know I look like a safe
    I put you back in your place
    I look you right in your face
    Sing to your bitch like I’m Drake, yeah

    [Hook: Quavo]
    Good drank, big knots
    Good drugs, I put a four on the rocks (lean!)
    Drop top, no hot box
    12 tried to pull me over, pink slips to the cops
    She said the molly give her thizz face
    Put the dick in her rib cage
    Whips out, Kunta Kinte
    Diamonds clear like Bombay
    Take your babies, no Harambe
    Play with keys like Doc Dre
    3K like André
    Need a girl call her, come through

    [Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
    Your trunk in the front, well check this out my top in the trunk
    You play with my money then check this out your pop in the trunk
    Three mil in a month, but I just did three years on a bunk
    Oh, you in a slump, I’m headed to Oakland like Kevin Durant
    What is your point? Square with the stamp, for Kevin Durant
    Lay on on my trap, play with my cap and I’ll knock off your hat
    I’m taking the cheese and killing the rats
    Gucci Mane, call me the cat with the rat
    I’m swervin’ but I’m in back of the back
    I’m Persian, man I got hoes from Iraq
    I’m servin’ I pay a bird for that
    He nervous, I ain’t got no word for that
    He heard and want all of his purses back
    He mixing the seal with the percocets
    She perfect and she got perky breasts
    I just want some of that turkey neck
    Trapper of the year, I’m from Bouldercrest
    You snitch of the year cause you told the best

    [Hook: Quavo]
    Good drank, big knots
    Good drugs, I put a four on the rocks
    Drop top, no hot box
    12 tried to pull me over, pink slips to the cops
    She said the molly give her thizz face
    Put the dick in her rib cage
    Whips out Kunta Kinte
    Diamonds clear like Bombay
    Take your babies, no Harambe
    Play with keys like Doc Dre
    3K like Andre
    Need a girl call her, come through

    [Outro: 2 Chainz]
    Aye, Mike Dean
    This shit hard as fuck, bruh
    You a living legend, I appreciate that
    Aye, Guwop, I’m glad you home, cuz
    Quavo, you already know man
    You got next on these niggas double salute man
    True shit
    2 Chainzzzz
    Hair Weave Killer
    Daniel Son the Necklace Don
    Chapo Jr


  • 2 Chainz – Good Drank (feat. Quavo & Gucci Mane) letras

    [Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
    Used to treat my mattress like the ATM
    Bond number 9 that’s my favorite scent
    Can’t forget the kush I’m talking OG
    Rest in peace to pop he was an OG
    Oh yeah, 285 I had that pack on me
    Uh, I can not forget I had that strap on me
    Yeah, rest in peace to my nigga Doe
    All he ever want to do was ball
    That was the easy part
    We playing that Weezy hard
    We sit in the kitchen late
    We tryna to make an escape
    Trying to make me a mil
    So I’ma keep me a plate
    I told ’em shawty can leave
    So I’ma keep me a rake
    So I’ma keep me a Wraith
    My jewelry look like a lake
    Today I’m in the Maybach
    And that car came with some drapes
    You know I look like a safe
    I put you back in your place
    I look you right in your face
    Sing to your bitch like I’m Drake

    [Hook: Quavo]
    Good drank, big knots
    Good drugs, I put a four on the rocks
    Drop top, no hot box
    12 tried to pull me over pink slips to the cops
    She said the liquor give her thizz face
    Put the dick in her rib cage
    Whips out Kunta Kinte
    Diamonds clear like Bombay
    Take your babies no Harambe
    Play with keys like Doc Dre
    3K like André
    Need a girl call her, come through

    [Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
    Your trunk in the front well check this out my top in the trunk
    You play with my money then check this out your pop in the trunk
    Three mil in a month but I just did three years on a bunk
    Oh you in a slump I’m headed to Oakland like Kevin Durant
    What is your point, stroll with the Steph or Kevin Durant
    Lay on on my trap, play with my cap and I’ll knock off your hat
    I’m taking the cheese and killing the rats
    Gucci Mane call me the cat with the rat
    I’m swervin’ but I’m in back of the back
    I’m Persian, man I got hoes from Iraq
    I’m servin’ I pay a bird for that
    He nervous I ain’t got no word for that
    He heard and want all of his purses back
    He mixing the seal with the percocets
    She perfect and she got perky breast
    I just want some of that turkey neck
    Trapper of the year I’m from Boulder Crest
    You snitch of the year cause you told the best

    [Hook: Quavo]
    Good drank, big knots
    Good drugs, I put a four on the rocks
    Drop top, no hot box
    12 tried to pull me over pink slips to the cops
    She said the liquor give her thizz face
    Put the dick in her rib cage
    Whips out Kunta Kinte
    Diamonds clear like Bombay
    Take your babies no Harambe
    Play with keys like Doc Dre
    3K like Andre
    Need a girl call her, come through

    [Outro: 2 Chainz]
    Aye Mike Dean
    This shit hard as fuck bruh
    You a living legend I appreciate that
    Aye Guwop I’m glad you home cuz
    Quavo, you already know man
    You got next on these niggas double salute man
    True shit
    2 Chainzzzz
    Hair Weave Killer
    Daniel Son Necklace Don
    Chapo Jr


  • 2 CHAINZ – Good Drank lyrics

    Used to treat my mattress like the ATM!
    Bond number 9 that’s my favorite scent!
    Can’t forget the kush I’m talking OG
    Rest in peace to pop he was an OG
    Oh yeah, 285 I had that pack on me
    Uh, I can not forget I had that strap on me
    Yeah, rest in peace to my nigga Doe
    All he ever want to do was ball
    That was the easy part
    We playing that Weezy hard
    We sit in the kitchen late
    We tryna to make an estate
    Trying to make me a mil
    So I’ma keep me a plate
    I told ’em shawty can leave
    So I’ma keep me a rake
    So I’ma keep me a Wraith
    My jewelry look like a lake
    Today I’m in the Maybach
    And that car came with some drapes
    You know I look like a safe
    I put you back in your place
    I look you right in your face
    Sing to your bitch like I’m Drake

    Good drank, big knots
    Good drugs, I put a four on the rocks
    Drop top, no hot box
    12 tried to pull me over pink slips to the cops
    She said the molly give [her ?]
    Put the dick in her rib cage
    Whips out Kunta Kinte
    Diamonds clear like Bombay
    Take your babies no Harambe
    Play with keys like Doc Dre
    3K like Andre
    Need a girl call her (…)

    Your trunk in the front well check this out my top in the trunk
    You play with my money then check this out your poppin’ the trunk
    Three mil in a month but I just did three years on a bunk
    Oh you in a slump I’m headed to Oakland like Kevin Durant
    What is your point, stroll with the Steph or Kevin Durant
    Lay on on my trap, play with my cap and I’ll knock off your hat
    I’m collecting the cheese and killing the rats
    Gucci Mane call me the cat with the rat
    I’m swervin’ but I’m in back of the back
    I’m Persian, man I got hoes from Iraq
    I’m servin’ I pay a bird for that
    He nervous I ain’t got no word for that
    He heard my momma [?] purse is back
    He mixing the seal with the percocets
    She perfect and she got perky breast
    I just want some of that turkey neck
    Trapper of the year I’m from Boulder Crest
    You snitch of the year cause you told the best

    Good drank, big knots
    Good drugs, I put a four on the rocks
    Drop top, no hot box
    12 tried to pull me over pink slips to the cops
    She said the molly give [her ?]
    Put the dick in her rib cage
    Whips out Kunta Kinte
    Diamonds clear like Bombay
    Take your babies no Harambe
    Play with keys like Doc Dre
    3K like Andre
    Need a girl call her (…)


  • 2 Chainz – Good Drank lyrics

    Used to treat my mattress like the ATM!
    Bond number 9 that’s my favorite scent!
    Can’t forget the kush I’m talking OG
    Rest in peace to pop he was an OG
    Oh yeah, 285 I had that pack on me
    Uh, I can not forget I had that strap on me
    Yeah, rest in peace to my nigga Doe
    All he ever want to do was ball
    That was the easy part
    We playing that Weezy hard
    We sit in the kitchen late
    We tryna to make an estate
    Trying to make me a mil
    So I’ma keep me a plate
    I told ’em shawty can leave
    So I’ma keep me a rake
    So I’ma keep me a Wraith
    My jewelry look like a lake
    Today I’m in the Maybach
    And that car came with some drapes
    You know I look like a safe
    I put you back in your place
    I look you right in your face
    Sing to your bitch like I’m Drake

    Good drank, big knots
    Good drugs, I put a four on the rocks
    Drop top, no hot box
    12 tried to pull me over pink slips to the cops
    She said the molly give [her ?]
    Put the dick in her rib cage
    Whips out Kunta Kinte
    Diamonds clear like Bombay
    Take your babies no Harambe
    Play with keys like Doc Dre
    3K like Andre
    Need a girl call her (…)

    Your trunk in the front well check this out my top in the trunk
    You play with my money then check this out your poppin’ the trunk
    Three mil in a month but I just did three years on a bunk
    Oh you in a slump I’m headed to Oakland like Kevin Durant
    What is your point, stroll with the Steph or Kevin Durant
    Lay on on my trap, play with my cap and I’ll knock off your hat
    I’m collecting the cheese and killing the rats
    Gucci Mane call me the cat with the rat
    I’m swervin’ but I’m in back of the back
    I’m Persian, man I got hoes from Iraq
    I’m servin’ I pay a bird for that
    He nervous I ain’t got no word for that
    He heard my momma [?] purse is back
    He mixing the seal with the percocets
    She perfect and she got perky breast
    I just want some of that turkey neck
    Trapper of the year I’m from Boulder Crest
    You snitch of the year cause you told the best

    Good drank, big knots
    Good drugs, I put a four on the rocks
    Drop top, no hot box
    12 tried to pull me over pink slips to the cops
    She said the molly give [her ?]
    Put the dick in her rib cage
    Whips out Kunta Kinte
    Diamonds clear like Bombay
    Take your babies no Harambe
    Play with keys like Doc Dre
    3K like Andre
    Need a girl call her (…)