Great Day
Shoutout one the great's, Ice Cube
It's gon be a good day
(Hah, Yuh)
Its gon be a good day, Its gon be a great fuckin day
They said where's the hoes, Where the birds, I said they chirping on my line
They on my case I'm like bae what you want?
She said she want my dick
So I told her get them clothes off you can come get you a lick
A taste
She said Aiden it's so big, So I stuffed up her face
You better watch out I'm the soul snatcher
And I'm coming through yo zone
Better keep ya mouth shut cuz remember
What you reap is what you sew
And trust me I don't give a fuck about ya, I'm just tryna get the dough
I love green, I love money, I love kicking it with the bros
But I also love the time with these bitches, Love it with these hoes
I said damn you want a break? That shit gon get real runny
I ain't no much but I'll eat the breakfast with no hog
I love pampering my bitches, Might go take Em to the mall
Sad to say, but some my homies tried to grass me to the law
Satan tried to make me sell my soul, He was kind of close, But I wouldn't break at all
Money talks but I ain't in it for the fame
Just a kid from the block, Tryna beat this game
I was all by myself but I was cooling with my brother
Then I remembered I got a fuckin gang
And it's 999 until we break, Oh wait
My Glock don't play, It's gon pop ya liver
I ain't flexing, But I'm standing on a million
My guns like Jeffery Dahmer, It disfigures bitches
Ima put you in a casket, Fill yo skeleton with lead
I been sipping so much medicine, I can't feel my fucking head
Ima leave you shaking like a dirty Rastas fucking dreads
Love to rock, In the mosh pit stomping on yo fucking head
(Bop, Bop)
Better be careful tell ya mom and pops, Bye
Before you mother fuckin, Die
I walked in the stew, These bitches knew I was tryna rap
These hoes got me feelin like I'm birdman, Better watch yo neck
That chain gon get snatched
(Heh)
Like that big ass mother fucker Druski
Get yo hand up out my snacks, Bitch
End of this shit, You soft as a bitch
It's gon be a good day
(Hah, Yuh)
Its gon be a good day, Its gon be a great fuckin day
They said where's the hoes, Where the birds, I said they chirping on my line
They on my case I'm like bae what you want?
She said she want my dick
So I told her get them clothes off you can come get you a lick
A taste
She said Aiden it's so big, So I stuffed up her face
You better watch out I'm the soul snatcher
And I'm coming through yo zone
Better keep ya mouth shut cuz remember
What you reap is what you sew
And trust me I don't give a fuck about ya, I'm just tryna get the dough
I love green, I love money, I love kicking it with the bros
But I also love the time with these bitches, Love it with these hoes
I said damn you want a break? That shit gon get real runny
I ain't no much but I'll eat the breakfast with no hog
I love pampering my bitches, Might go take Em to the mall
Sad to say, but some my homies tried to grass me to the law
Satan tried to make me sell my soul, He was kind of close, But I wouldn't break at all
Money talks but I ain't in it for the fame
Just a kid from the block, Tryna beat this game
I was all by myself but I was cooling with my brother
Then I remembered I got a fuckin gang
And it's 999 until we break, Oh wait
My Glock don't play, It's gon pop ya liver
I ain't flexing, But I'm standing on a million
My guns like Jeffery Dahmer, It disfigures bitches
Ima put you in a casket, Fill yo skeleton with lead
I been sipping so much medicine, I can't feel my fucking head
Ima leave you shaking like a dirty Rastas fucking dreads
Love to rock, In the mosh pit stomping on yo fucking head
(Bop, Bop)
Better be careful tell ya mom and pops, Bye
Before you mother fuckin, Die
I walked in the stew, These bitches knew I was tryna rap
These hoes got me feelin like I'm birdman, Better watch yo neck
That chain gon get snatched
(Heh)
Like that big ass mother fucker Druski
Get yo hand up out my snacks, Bitch
End of this shit, You soft as a bitch
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Writer(s): Aiden Everett
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