good ass intro lyrics (ft. bj the chicago kid) – chance the rapper

[hook – bj the chicago kid]
even better than i was the last time baby…oh oh oh oh ooh
(yo we back)
i’m good…so good
and we back and we back (x6)

[verse 1]
raps just make me anxious and acid made me crazy
squares just made me looser and that wax just made me lazy
and i still make this song, and i’mma make another
if you ever actually hit me, better watch out for my brother
better bet i’d take that deal
gotta watch out for my mother
get a watch with all that glitters
come in clutters, different colors
been a baller, been for butlers
chauffeur, hit a stain or did i stutter?
did a ton of drugs and did better than all my alma mater
motherf*cker money dance
hundreds in, gotta lean
make a joke bout leno’s hair then piggy back on fallon’s spleen
balancing on sporadicity and f*cking pure joy
nightly searches for our bed and i just came off tour with troy
but i can’t complain i got some motherf*cking business
how many lab partners have i f*cked since i got suspended?
mr. bennett, you done did, you did it, you did it, you did a good *ss job, you did a good *ss job
and i’m good


[verse 2]
work, work, work, work, bang n*gg*, bang
twerk, twerk, merge, swerve, dang, n*gg*, lame
flip a bird; pigeon, plane
its a word, its a shame
but god, i’m good so i’m rocking these beats
better than kicking dirt on the shirts of the lames
keep a tab on my ex’s, keep some “x” on my tongue
keep my work out in texas, that’s just me flexing my lungs
see them showing they teeth, that’s just them flapping they gums
if they bite and i’m snapping clap clap collapsing they lungs
call me chancellor the rapper
please say “the rapper”
magical word (poof), please say ‘kadavra
replay the replays; green bay to packers
cremate your teammates and freebase the ashes
bashes to gas leaks, dusk to dusk till dawn
it’s just us, don’t trust ya bottom b*tch, my stuff the f*cking bomb
i’m the motherf*cking f*cker, f*ck a n*gg*s f*cking dumb
this your favorite f*cking alb*m and ain’t even f*cking done


/ ft bj the chicago kid chance the rapper lyrics