[Hook: Chuuwee]
I woke up this morning, my n***a
And everything was fucking great
Finna blow a whole eighth to the face
Ain't no problems over 'round this way
Everything is great!
Everything is great!
Everything is-
I woke up this morning, my n***a
And everything was fucking great
Finna blow a whole eighth to the face
Ain't no problems over 'round this way
Everything is great!
Everything is great!
Everything is great!
Ayy!

[Verse 1: Chuuwee]
How come they say they don't understand
I'm not paying no one 40 dollars for two grams
Plus, I heard your homie was a fan
Skinny jeans and boots cause Lil Wayne is Peter Pan
Every check I keep, I cash
Bet I wax that ass just like a unibrow, god damn
Oh you the one who called me out like I ain't 'bout that action
Find an adverb that describes the way the I handle shit, I am
Bitch I am, one of the hardest n***as to pick up a pencil and pen
Fuck your mama, fuck your crew
Please tell me what the fuck are friends
I got hella money in my pants
Just three fucking days ago, a n***a touched a band
Bitch I'm 'bout that guala, yes I am
I give a damn about your baby daddy drama, I ain't him
Long story short, my n***a all I do is win
I got bongs, I got herb
I got deals, I got fans

[Hook: Chuuwee]
I woke up this morning, my n***a
And everything was fucking great
Finna blow a whole eighth to the face
Ain't no problems over 'round this way
Everything is great!
Everything is great!
Everything is-
I woke up this morning, my n***a
And everything was fucking great
Finna blow a whole eighth to the face
Ain't no problems over 'round this way
Everything is great!
Everything is great!
Everything is great!
Ayy!

[Verse 1: Trizz]
Yeah, yeah! Look!
Everything is great, I'm about my cake
Riding 'round in a scrape, dipping through LA
Keep a weapon, I ain't stressin', I stay with protection
Off safety for my safety for n***as who testin'
Sip potion, slow motion, I'm smoother than lotion
We the loudest in California and n***as know it
We think a n***a with the feds if he ain't trying to blow it
Pull a n***a G-File if he ain't trying to show it
Two Swishers and a 40 from the liquor store
Shooting dice with the homies, what you hittin' fo'?
Lean back, hit the dro, loud indo
Roll up the window, stoned with my kinfolk
Hit a lick cause I ain't rich, just trying to get ahead
Young n***a out for pussy, trying to get some head
I don't fake for them stans, I love my fucking fans
I do all that I fucking can, they know that I'm the fucking man

[Hook: Chuuwee]
I woke up this morning, my n***a
And everything was fucking great
Finna blow a whole eighth to the face
Ain't no problems over 'round this way
Everything is great!
Everything is great!
Everything is-
I woke up this morning, my n***a
And everything was fucking great
Finna blow a whole eighth to the face
Ain't no problems over 'round this way
Everything is great!
Everything is great!
Everything is great!
Ayy!