Day Ones
(Aye Rarin go crazy)
Yeah I came strapped up with my bitch and toolie
Racks up yeah I feel like Uzi
Pulled up like my life a movie
Got the top down yeah you know I'm zoomin'
Wait up shawty gon' serve me up like she a waiter
I got my duties got people on payroll
Knock knock down the opps feel like Faygo
I made a lot lot feel like J. Cole
I'm in a drop top then a Ranger
Y'all gotta pay up
I make my money like this is a layup
Quit acting funny girl you not my main hoe
Twelve and the opps could never say they won
Hold a big choppa bitch call it my ray gun
I hit a lotta licks 'cause I hate em
I just be chilling I fuck with my day ones
Told a li'l shorty come tap in
Too fresh yeah she thought I was a catfish
New neck 50k for the taxes
New check yeah I bought me some classics
Cool sex yeah I got me a bad bitch
You a mess boy you nothing but average
Impressed yeah she want me to cash in
I'm next yeah Lil Rari' ain't cappin'
Why they always looking at me
They can see the racks in the back seat
Gotta do my dance 'cause I got my fans
Yeah I made it up with no rap beef
Got like hella Ms off of rapping
Need a new advance 'cause I'm taxing
Got a two tone
Yeah my wristwatch with a drip drop yeah it's flashing
I don't like H&M I like Prada
Move with a Louis bag and my brothers
If I don't see a check I want nada
Wait 'till I hit the gas and I throttle
I'm in the fast lane never subtle
She write an essay for a cuddle
I had to get paid fuck a struggle
Park in the valet 'cause I hustled
Yeah I came strapped up with my bitch and toolie
Racks up yeah I feel like Uzi
Pulled up like my life a movie
Got the top down yeah you know I'm zoomin'
Wait up shawty gon' serve me up like she a waiter
I got my duties got people on payroll
Knock knock down the opps feel like Faygo
I made a lot lot feel like J. Cole
I'm in a drop top then a Ranger
Y'all gotta pay up
I make my money like this is a layup
Quit acting funny girl you not my main hoe
Twelve and the opps could never say they won
Hold a big choppa bitch call it my ray gun
I hit a lotta licks 'cause I hate em
I just be chilling I fuck with my day ones
Yeah I came strapped up with my bitch and toolie
Racks up yeah I feel like Uzi
Pulled up like my life a movie
Got the top down yeah you know I'm zoomin'
Wait up shawty gon' serve me up like she a waiter
I got my duties got people on payroll
Knock knock down the opps feel like Faygo
I made a lot lot feel like J. Cole
I'm in a drop top then a Ranger
Y'all gotta pay up
I make my money like this is a layup
Quit acting funny girl you not my main hoe
Twelve and the opps could never say they won
Hold a big choppa bitch call it my ray gun
I hit a lotta licks 'cause I hate em
I just be chilling I fuck with my day ones
Told a li'l shorty come tap in
Too fresh yeah she thought I was a catfish
New neck 50k for the taxes
New check yeah I bought me some classics
Cool sex yeah I got me a bad bitch
You a mess boy you nothing but average
Impressed yeah she want me to cash in
I'm next yeah Lil Rari' ain't cappin'
Why they always looking at me
They can see the racks in the back seat
Gotta do my dance 'cause I got my fans
Yeah I made it up with no rap beef
Got like hella Ms off of rapping
Need a new advance 'cause I'm taxing
Got a two tone
Yeah my wristwatch with a drip drop yeah it's flashing
I don't like H&M I like Prada
Move with a Louis bag and my brothers
If I don't see a check I want nada
Wait 'till I hit the gas and I throttle
I'm in the fast lane never subtle
She write an essay for a cuddle
I had to get paid fuck a struggle
Park in the valet 'cause I hustled
Yeah I came strapped up with my bitch and toolie
Racks up yeah I feel like Uzi
Pulled up like my life a movie
Got the top down yeah you know I'm zoomin'
Wait up shawty gon' serve me up like she a waiter
I got my duties got people on payroll
Knock knock down the opps feel like Faygo
I made a lot lot feel like J. Cole
I'm in a drop top then a Ranger
Y'all gotta pay up
I make my money like this is a layup
Quit acting funny girl you not my main hoe
Twelve and the opps could never say they won
Hold a big choppa bitch call it my ray gun
I hit a lotta licks 'cause I hate em
I just be chilling I fuck with my day ones
Credits
Writer(s): Rumen Tassev
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