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Okay, have a good day Nah, fuck a good day, make it a bad day (A-yo mama, on dope niggas, switch these niggas) Yo-yo, yo-yo, yo-yo My cousin crib still smell like a brick Dirty kitchen, threw cheese on my grits (Sellin' it whole) Telegram group chattin' the flicks (What?) In the Mecca, watch the pendulum shift Paid in full, reminiscent of Rich He get a grip, she get a grip (Click, man) Three stripes, Adidas the fit Talkin' sleazy like I'm Stephen and skip (Who did it?) Fuck a first take, fuck on first date Passin' first base, I'm at work late Goin' Klay Curry on my worst day Bird shit is scrapin' off the paint job Turned the Beamer in, went to Cape Cod Hit it out thе park, call me Arod Raja Bell with twenty-four shеlls Lockin' down the scale, I left no trail Did a 1080 on the roadrail Six-hunnid horses, I got road rage (Hold up) Scratch the winnin' numbers with a broke nail (What?), yo Wanna win the lotto I'm Bow Wow (Ayy-yo, yo) Keep my hunnid seated like a Pow Wow (Ayy-yo) Letras de cancionesMy shawty too bad, need a pow-pow Click-baow, brodie got a warrant 'cause he skipped trial (Hahahaha) Heard wifey cheatin' on a Miss Dial (Hello?) Witness left the country, it's a mistrial Chokin' off the gas like he Chris Childs Walkin' to my blessin' like the Green Mile Got a lil' older, I ain't senile (Bitch told me ''You crazy'') I'll be jet-skiin' by the sea town Kareem Abdul with the rebound Teach you 'bout the Skyhook Always be a legend up in my book (Hahahaha) 600 Benzes (What?), Sony red lenses (What?) Kickin' in them doors, knock them bitches off the hinges (Make it a bad day) They only bought one, now they gotta share syringes (Eww) He ain't get his check this month, so he tryna sell his dentures (Vietnam) Used to be a undercover 'til he lost his pension (Huh?) There's no more penny-pinchin' (What?), you clowns Pennywise (What?) Star Trek-in' in the lab, we the Enterprize (Enterprize) Roam the street with my dog like Adventure Time (Adventure Time) (A-yo mama, on dope niggas, switch these niggas) Watch how I walk Niggas talkin' greasy, get you offed easy (Quick) Caught 'em sleepy, right when you thought it was all Cream and Peachy (A bad day) I brought the piece, but we ain't come to talk peace treaty (No) Spray up the walls and we ain't talkin' graffiti Your brain's on the floor like Tortellini (Eww) My homies do what I want for me like I'm James Gandolfini (Talk) Lift your feet up like some Lambo doors (Ohh) Treat your whore like she come with handlebars Then later hit her with the Shammgod (Boss) That shit you can't guard (Whoo) Three bars of Xanax at club Zanzibar (Where we at) This the part where I get hands on, let hammers off Prepare for losses, this ain't a Mexican stand off The war eventually ran it's course, folks caught in the crosshairs This strand of hair is course (Oww), uh We still comb your blockshot it up like we Outlaw Rock Push your shit back, fuck up your hairline Damn dog, Marci Make it a bad day From Letras Mania