[Chorus]

Fried fish from my hood

Man, I got it good

Crown Vic' with the wood

Man, I got it good

Man, before, all I wanted from the store was Girbaud's

Now, it's Cartier for sure

My girl look Meagan Good

Man, I got it good

You wish that you could

Man, I got it good

Man, before, all I wanted from the store was Girbaud's

Now, it's Cartier for sure

[Verse 1]

I pull up

I decline the xanny offers, that ain't what my mammy taught me

I been getting mail from the Grammy office

Like high-school recruits get handed offers

And rap like a bitch with a million followers

You give your soul up if she swallow ya

Y'all pay to get the candy off her

I Pirate Bay the panties off her

I'm from where you talk that shit, you're probably gonna die (Raleigh)

Off New Bern Ave. you could get fronts and get fish and fries (Raleigh)

Go get your money, don't give a fuck 'bout getting fly

I know niggas in Girbaud jeans and niggas in suit and ties (Raleigh)

Y'all niggas been afraid (Gahdamn)

I innovate (Gahdamn)

I be fucking up a dinner-date

Like, nah bitch I don't want no lemonade (Gahdamn)

I do better by the end of day (Right)

Just like a sinner say (Right)

Field niggas in the house, in the house, in the house, in the house

We renovate (Yeah)

I ain't got no day off (Mhm)

I'm booking flights on the day of

Ears ain't the only thing that pop

On the way up, we going way up (Mhm)

I write it, produce it, you love it

And that triple-double, it feel like a lay-up

Highly suggest that you pay up

Or you might end up fucking your day up

[Chorus]

Fried fish from my hood

Man, I got it good

Crown Vic' with the wood

Man, I got it good

Man, before, all I wanted from the store was Girbaud's

Now, it's Cartier for sure

My girl look Meagan Good

Man, I got it good

You wish that you could

Man, I got it good

Man, before, all I wanted from the store was Girbaud's

Now, it's Cartier for sure