Goød Day

Wake up in the morning sparking the dank Say what's up to my brother let's get to the cake It's a good day when we go to the bank Feel that shit in my veins we closer to fame Get to the money don't care about a dame I'll kill your little bro I don't care about a thing Walk through the place you ain't snatching my chain Put that on my moms I won't ever change Walk through the motherfucking building I get the motherfucking bands You want try me won't try it again Bitch we the mob we really gone spin When we in the mall we really gone spend Bro in the cut he gone knock off his lid I seen his brain I said holy shit I'm straight from the slums you don't know what that is I bring the molly yeah right in the party Your shorty come back to my crib She told me she was trying to take my soul I said bitch I don't got one to give Tesla it's driving itself when I'm on the road And I don't know shit about whips The way that she giving that top is fantastical so I went bought her a crib Wait, I think I'm falling in love No you don't want shit to do with me shorty Cause I'm not the nigga to trust Know you been hurt by some thugs Know you been hurt by some no good bums But honestly I'll do you wrong Just cause I got to keep making these songs Wake up in the morning sparking the dank Say what's up to my brother let's get to the cake It's a good day when we go to the bank Feel that shit in my veins we closer to fame Get to the money don't care about a dame I'll kill your little bro I don't care about a thing Walk through the place you ain't snatching my chain Put that on my moms I won't ever change I'm a fucked up individual What is that on the dash, it's digital All these crystals like I'm doing rituals Wanna try me little nigga I wish you would I'm in the motherfucking crib and your bitch got her hand up in my pants You either taking the risk or you got to flip pack for the bands Yeah, I spent a day on 'em Yeah, big guns I play with 'em Yeah, chopper gone spray at 'em Yeah, they be like look at him Yeah, I get your bitch with the bands when I pulled them out Yeah, diamonds they still do a dance when the lights going out Wake up in the morning sparking the dank Say what's up to my brother let's get to the cake It's a good day when we go to the bank Feel that shit in my veins we closer to fame Get to the money don't care about a dame I'll kill your little bro I don't care about a thing Walk through the place you ain't snatching my chain Put that on my moms I won't ever change Walk through the motherfucking building I get the motherfucking bands You want try me won't try it again Bitch we the mob we really gone spin When we in the mall we really gone spend Bro in the cut he gone knock off his lid I seen his brain I said holy shit I'm straight from the slums you don't know what that is