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Dat Sound Good (feat. Ab-Soul & Mac Miller)

Dat sound good thereI'm just a - I'm just a -

(Dat sound good right here)

I'm just a regular chilling with thugs and legends

I got deceased contacts in my phone I never delete

I keep my cellular plugged into Heaven

Somebody nudge the reverend

Tell him I'm selling a white girl like I'm Starbucks, Uggs and leggings

All of these hugs and kissy emojis killin' my foe, G

All of these soldiers killin' 'em for me

I told her I'ma chill but still I'm a OG

Wish I could go back in time and keep it real with my old lady

I asked if she'd rather deal with a dope tree

Or would she rather deal with my cold feet

That's a wild question

May the best man win and may I be the best man I can be

Everywhere I'm at but my wedding

Get live rounds from guns that are gigantic

Cause you wouldn't bow down like the front of the Titanic

You're gonna die, dammit

I'm bringin' drama through your homicidio like I'm tryna say "homicide" in Spanish

My nigga Joell Ortiz saidDat sound good thereI'm in tip-top condition, with a hustler's ambition

I'm sick of hip-hop, I should be in the damn kitchen

Whippin' somethin' potent for the chosen clientele

All the smoke that I inhale, I'm 'posed to be high as Hell

But that's a twisted figure of speech, Hell is below you

I'm guaranteed Heaven before I'm beneath the soil

Toyin' with the squad, that's how you get sent to God, dog

You know it's backwards to go against God, dog

Whoever gets a whiff of the base is loaded like the World Series

Steve Jobs died, now the world Siris

(I respect you) and that's serious as a heart attack

I'm an ancient artifact, we question if your art is fact

In fact, you gassed up like you're hard to match

Leave you ablaze, extinguish your remains

I'm the leader of this game, old school or new

Old Soul, but my shoes is newDat sound good thereA bunch of poison in my blood stream

Now it's gettin' ugly, I must be another junky

How lucky am I to still be alive? I'm goin' crazy

Bought a Mercedes with money I raised for Haiti

Abducted Brenda's baby, sold it to a gay couple

Take drugs too, high enough to juggle with some space shuttles

Your worst nightmare, breathin' all the white air

Inhale, exhale (that sound good right there)

Yeah, the unforgettable walkin' bicentennial mint

Born an idea, was never a man

I'm with Ab-Soul the asshole, Nickel Nine and Primo

Shit, Larry Fish, he brought the technicolor dream coke

I'm spittin' on the face of evil

You internet rappers with no matter, I delete you

I ain't human, more a movement of illusions

Live from confusion, if you see 'em, shoot 'emDat sound good there

Songwriters

ADRIAN YOUNGE, CHRISTOPHER MARTIN, RYAN MONTGOMERYPublished by

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