Rex Vinci & Baby Ape – Living Good

Living Good Lyrics

Intro: Rex Vinci

I don’t give a fuck about shit
Pop these niggas they ain’t about shit
I’m dropping so hard like a fountain
I ride around in that phantom

Hook: Rex Vinci

Yeah I’m living good
Smoking good on some woods
I’m making money with my bro
We pull up in that Phantom Ghost
I keep my gun with me
Open fire make you toast
Woke up in the morning get the bread
Bad bitch next to me yeah she give me head
Sloppy toppy

Yeah I’m living good
Drinking good on some Henny
I’m making money with my bro
We pull up in that Phantom Ghost
I keep my gun with me
Open fire make you toast

Verse 1: Rex Vinci

Living good yeah you know
Fuck her good In my room
Yeah she mean just to you
Yeah she mean not to me
In my ghost drop the roof
Diamonds dancing peekaboo
She like woo fell in love
Need a boo which to choose
Rock designer yeah that Gucci and some Louis
On my feet
They say scoop
Got the news yeah I’m rich boy that’s your scoop
My bitch bad fuck by noon
All these drugs I’m sipping lean
Popping pills and smoking loud
Bitch stop running your fucking mouth

I’m high as fuck yeah
Smoking on loud yeah
Man this gas has me In my mfking head yeah
What

Hook: Rex Vinci

Yeah I’m living good
Smoking good on some woods
I’m making money with my bro
We pull up in that Phantom Ghost
I keep my gun with me
Open fire make you toast
Wake up in the morning get the bread
Bad bitch next to me yeah she give me head

Verse 2: Baby Ape

Baby ape on the beat you know I be throwing heat And this bitch on my D
Cause she’s a fucking freak
Fuck her 15 times a week
Blowing trees
In the club
She a dub
I got my double cup
I be fucking tweaking
I be fucking speeding
When I’m drunk
I’m so high I can dunk
What the fuck

All this drugs follow me
Cannot skip them cause they’re part of me
Gotta sip to forget part of me
I be capping on some rowdy shit
I been trapping on some balling shit
Now all this bitches on my dick
If you try to play me I will get the stick
I’ll rob you cause you’re a fucking liq
I be a chill nigga I don’t ever trip
To chill to trip over a bitch
I’m 16 nice to meet
Me and Rex going crazy
Xans got us feeling lazy
I do this for my baby
Cause he’s gonna be retired by his twenties
He’s gonna be 16 driving a new Mercedes
(Ahuhh)

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