Lyrics to Good Times
Searching my whole life just to find one (Just to find one)
Dripping, she don't need no designer (No, no)
I swear it's just one hit that takes me higher (Higher)
How everything she touch turn to fire
Like oh, tell her everything here is on me (On me)
'Cause I'm just tryna chill to the morning light
I think she wanna ride out with us (Oh)
Twenty, hundred and fifties (Oh)
Now that the tequila finished
Told her pull up right here, just listen
Said like oh, oh, oh
I'vе been searching high and every low, low, low
Wе don't gotta rush, let's take it slow
Tomorrow isn't promised, so let's go, go
Let's hit the road and let the good times roll
Let's hit the road and let the good times roll
Let's hit the road and let the good times—
Let's hit the road and let the good times roll (Yeah)
The way she kill, it's not fair
Purse, nails, make-up, hair
She hop out the whip, they stare
Woo, strut like I'm Ric Flair
Different, everything patient
Got brown skin, but she white girl wasted
Turn up the bass, get down like basements
'Bout to kick off, take off like spaceships
Ain't no basic, she ain't no average one
Full time, not a casual one
Bad chick, get the bag and run
Chanel got her thinking she the baddest one
Hands up when she hit the door
Bottoms up, tell 'em pour some more
She don't stop 'til she hit the floor
Bottoms up, tell 'em pour some more, I said like
Oh, oh, oh
I've been searching high and every low, low, low
We don't gotta rush, let's take it slow
Tomorrow isn't promised, so let's go, go
Let's hit the road and let the good times roll
Let's hit the road and let the good times roll
Let's hit the road and let the good times—
Let's hit the road and let the good times roll
Let's hit the road and let the good times roll
Dripping, she don't need no designer (No, no)
I swear it's just one hit that takes me higher (Higher)
How everything she touch turn to fire
Like oh, tell her everything here is on me (On me)
'Cause I'm just tryna chill to the morning light
I think she wanna ride out with us (Oh)
Twenty, hundred and fifties (Oh)
Now that the tequila finished
Told her pull up right here, just listen
Said like oh, oh, oh
I'vе been searching high and every low, low, low
Wе don't gotta rush, let's take it slow
Tomorrow isn't promised, so let's go, go
Let's hit the road and let the good times roll
Let's hit the road and let the good times roll
Let's hit the road and let the good times—
Let's hit the road and let the good times roll (Yeah)
The way she kill, it's not fair
Purse, nails, make-up, hair
She hop out the whip, they stare
Woo, strut like I'm Ric Flair
Different, everything patient
Got brown skin, but she white girl wasted
Turn up the bass, get down like basements
'Bout to kick off, take off like spaceships
Ain't no basic, she ain't no average one
Full time, not a casual one
Bad chick, get the bag and run
Chanel got her thinking she the baddest one
Hands up when she hit the door
Bottoms up, tell 'em pour some more
She don't stop 'til she hit the floor
Bottoms up, tell 'em pour some more, I said like
Oh, oh, oh
I've been searching high and every low, low, low
We don't gotta rush, let's take it slow
Tomorrow isn't promised, so let's go, go
Let's hit the road and let the good times roll
Let's hit the road and let the good times roll
Let's hit the road and let the good times—
Let's hit the road and let the good times roll
Let's hit the road and let the good times roll