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[Intro: Veeze]
(Day-day-day-day-day-day-daytime)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Dayt—)

[Verse 1: Veeze]
My n***as got watches like Beatrice and 'nem
Cuban links, diamond tennis links, all on my twin
We did take yo' whole gang, never call you again
Pour the lean up on stage, they start clappin' they hands
Lil' brodie trimmed out, caught a hat with no mask
I done bought the whole store, I used to shop through the glass
Five bands on my ass, I went Chrome on the pants
Quarter mil' lean tab, coulda bought me a Phantom
My lil' bitch a big brat, I say no, she get mad
These young n***as be hatin' bad, I do shit that they can't
I don't give a fuck if it's Stacey Dash, treat that bitch like a strag'
Pull up seventy, car's a M, park that bitch on the grass
I'm 'bout to pour up n***a rent, gettin' high with Lil Dann
So many points around our neck, score like Kevin Durant
I showed up with baby bottle, bitch start pattin' my back
I don't give a fuck about Obama, I like Benjamin better

[Bridge: Veeze]
Make her fuck lil' bro just 'cause I said so
Me and gang walk in, same chains, Death Row
Let all these real n***as home, kill these n***as that's tellin' though
I done killed the game so bad, couldn't even bring my cellphone
Bitch, I'm gon' be dead and gone 'fore the day I'm dead broke
Hunnid bands is all blue, call that shit that dead locs
Rylo just walked in, shit, like ten diamond tennis, bro
My wrist just like orange-green, shit look like a cantaloupe
[Verse 2: Rylo Rodriguez]
I'm sharper than a needle, kid, this outfit came from antidote
Amount that I withdrew out from the bank can't fit in the envelope
The beef can't be that serious, nobody dead, they havin' friendly smoke
That bullshit that n***as droppin', I can't believe you had that in your notes
Fein' in school, we only had three drugs, we count the plug up
I'm just tryna serve anybody, or count a drug bust
30 on my hip, it keep on wrinkling my shirt up
Hope you know the [?], right there ain't worth much
Every other show we switchin' bitches like I'm Vivian
Turnt up to the max, see, I can’t come from off a Philly bench
If I ever go to jail, I have the drank man take my visit in
He said he wouldn't rat, but he did, his ass a hypocrite
She say that she love me, do I believe her? Just a little bit
Say I'm the only n***a she fuckin', do I believe her? Not a little bit
Don't even think you'll find an IG model ho that crew ain't hit
Just 'cause she got ass shots and lip fillers, still ho, you ain't shit
This a BP TrackHawk, drop it off to Herman, make it faster
This a push start, I could tuck the key in my pocket like DJ Wagner
This a push start, I could tuck the key in my pocket like Rob Dillingham
Take off the cap, these n***as be playing like they the plug, when they the middle man