Good Pape

Ayy, another 24, I'm so blessed No hangover, bad bitch to my left, undressed Took a shower, threw some shit on, still fresh Just got a play on Van Dyke, I'm still west Last night, made a big check, hit the set Size nine, white ones, got the last ones left Cashier flirtin', gave me half off of em Lady say I'm sharp, so I stabbed off on her Boys right there, whooped down, then they flicked me "Sir you zoomed past in a 30, doing 50" Underneath the seat, I had 30 in the glizzy Told bro that I'd be there in 30, I was trippin Nice lady cop, I ain't even get a ticket Dog want a feature, knocked it out in 30 minutes Talking bout the commas, need a couple every sentence Bout to drop another single, that's gon' double up my winnings Got my best topper back, she a fool with the head Logged on, hit Fanduel in the head Text me bout some blues or I'm cool, you on read Got my east side boo Western Union'n again I ain't local people listen, from Atlanta to Japan Heavy chicken, all drums, it's a battle of the bands Came home with the sun, baby asking "where you been?" I'm just starting off my day, but I'm countin' up my ends, like Today I made some good pape She walked out with them phones, that's my hood bae My favorite liquor store, had the woods for me I'm rockin' Cardi Woods, grippin' wood grain Is you validated, what yo' hood say? I ran into some money at the speedway I hit my granny number in the midday Shh, damn, I can't lie Today I made some good pape Today I made some good pape Today I made some good pape Today I made some good pape