[Verse 1: Larry June]
She couldn’t find a better n***a
So she came right back
But I’ma need about 20 if you’re trying to do that
I can’t be your boyfriend but I can fuck with it (sock it to me)
She brought me ten Band-Aids, I had lunch with her
If I can’t help the bitch, then I don’t fuck with it
She had a drug problem, I couldn’t fuck with it
A couple of whips in the Bay, I barely touch the shit
My stock rims at Jonze house
Shit it’s been a minute (good looking bro')
I couldn’t make this shit up
Man this the life I’m living
Family changed on me
They said I’m acting different
I can lose it all today still be the same n***a
I never had a job, my credit’s 750
N***a do the numbers
I’m not a dumb n***a
I paid attention to it, manifested it
If I want it, then I get it, I don’t question shit
And n***a never check me, n***a check the bitch
What’s hattening?

[Hook: Larry June]
30 days, 30 days
(30 days)
30 days, 30 days
(30 days)
30 days, 30 days
(30 days)
30 days, 30 days
[Verse 2: Larry June]
If I want it, I’ma spend whatever [Ay, Ay, Ay God damn]
Cop the whip and customise the leather
Thumbing through it, it ain’t nothing better
Great juice, expensive sweater
She came through a little past eleven
I hit it twice and then I wrote this letter
On Van Ness in this 911
Pinky dancing like Michael Jackson (Yeehee)
Eat a sandwich, go online, cop another classic
I ain’t even wanna fuck, I told the bitch I’m fasting
Same whip but mine faster, bitch I’m chasing cabbage
All money ain’t good so bitch you can have it
So much money I can’t stash it, bitch fuck rapping
I’m riding bikes on the beach living so fancy
I’m trying to stay motivated so I can drop these classics
3000 Woodgrain, Cartier glasses
Bitch what’s hattening?

[Hook: Larry June]
30 days, 30 days
(30 days)
30 days, 30 days
(30 days)
30 days, 30 days
(30 days)
30 days, 30 days
Ay, Ay, Ay
Shit, man, damn
Shit
Ay, Ay, Ay
Sock it to me