Worst Day
So you like it like that
(Like that)
Why you tryna get me back
(Me back)
Yea and all that talking shit is wack
(That shit so wack)
Cause you were never really right in the first place
(In the first place)
And I could never let you see me on my worst days
I pop out fresher than the day that's after Thursday
The freshest feather looking better than a bird's aye
Flyest eagle never care bout what a bird say yea yea
Girl I'm sauced up flexing
Walking in your section
Then I look in your direction
(Your direction)
Don't got no time for questions
(No questions)
Girl I'm just tryna roll out
And I can show you shit that you ain't know bout
Girl and I done fuck around and brought the hoes out
Like why you tryna hold out
You ain't gotta last
I'm booted up off the drank baby tryna have a blast
You don't even know my name baby
Probably want me for the fame baby
When I hit it from the back you wear my chain baby
(My chain)
Them other niggas they was lame baby
(So lame)
So you like it like that
(Like that)
Why you tryna get me back
(Me back)
Yea and all that talking shit is wack
(That shit so wack)
Cause you were never really right in the first place
(In the first place)
And I could never let you see me on my worst days
I pop out fresher than the day that's after Thursday
The freshest feather looking better than a bird's aye
Flyest eagle never care bout what a bird say yea yea
(Like that)
Why you tryna get me back
(Me back)
Yea and all that talking shit is wack
(That shit so wack)
Cause you were never really right in the first place
(In the first place)
And I could never let you see me on my worst days
I pop out fresher than the day that's after Thursday
The freshest feather looking better than a bird's aye
Flyest eagle never care bout what a bird say yea yea
Girl I'm sauced up flexing
Walking in your section
Then I look in your direction
(Your direction)
Don't got no time for questions
(No questions)
Girl I'm just tryna roll out
And I can show you shit that you ain't know bout
Girl and I done fuck around and brought the hoes out
Like why you tryna hold out
You ain't gotta last
I'm booted up off the drank baby tryna have a blast
You don't even know my name baby
Probably want me for the fame baby
When I hit it from the back you wear my chain baby
(My chain)
Them other niggas they was lame baby
(So lame)
So you like it like that
(Like that)
Why you tryna get me back
(Me back)
Yea and all that talking shit is wack
(That shit so wack)
Cause you were never really right in the first place
(In the first place)
And I could never let you see me on my worst days
I pop out fresher than the day that's after Thursday
The freshest feather looking better than a bird's aye
Flyest eagle never care bout what a bird say yea yea
Credits
Writer(s): De'andre Harrell
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