Intro
Yea, yea
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Straight Day
Yeah, Uh, Whoo! Ugnh
Verse 1
Aah sh**, I'm in a, college town
Bad, bit-ches, all a, round
They like vodka sprites and ba** in trunk
Drowned in perception from taking d**
Raise it up
I get caged in bars, while y'all are raging hard
And draining cups
I became a rapper because your ordinary job does not pay enough
I got a real good girl, too bad I'm a punk
I act like a dunce
I get distracted, when I see another girl and her a** is up
Jealousy starts to swell
When she sees me staring at Penelope and Annabelle
Whispers she's got a show to unveil, back at her place so we go back ta (Whaa!)
All I want is mine, I do not want yours I would not like to try her
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My girl is alarming, while all these others look like they are way too tired
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I swear she looks better in sweatpants than yours, made up and fancy attire
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I open her doors, Also, f**boys don't get bored or
I will warn with fire
My tongue is such an enormous lighter
I just spit a bunch and distorted my wire
And the question you should really ask yourself if you want a guest verse is can you afford the hire?
Damn I'm so co*ky
Heavyweight on the beat (down) like Rocky
Hot off the esophagus like sake
Dropped this song, a bomb big as Nagasaki
HOOK
God-god damn, this is a Straight Day
Got-ta get hand, on a payday
It's like in-and-out
I've been-in-doubt (I've been endowed)
I'm win-ing-now
You ain't heard about the man, you're way late
OK-K-K
No hate-hate-hate
Smo' grade A vape
Make mo' pape
Nick, go ape
Straight Day
(More, more
This is a Straight Day, I got an advantage
When I lived in Portland I used to put my payday in a bank called Advantis
I'm always searching for the lost city of Atlantis
I'm just prancing, chilling by a UO campus)
VERSE 2
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Two, two, three, four
Three, four, two, one, alright
Um, I'm up, I'm ready)
Alright verse two, time for some real sh**
That first one though I know, you feeled it
If I see a pop fly, I field it
For me to not try, I'd be a real dick
All origin-al and a mastermind, I think y'all-all like to steal sh**
I got a gift from God, I'm on the tip of the top, of my shape, I am not fake
I don't kid at all, my raps are prime
And that's because that's all, I do to pa** the time
Get off my jock, and masturbate, for God's sake!
I'm super friendly
Even if yous an enemy
Why can't we all get along?
When you come to my show, and glow envy
It's because when it came to songs, you thought two was plenty
It's only been a year and I think I've already made too many
Good for you though, the pressure of my life might be too heavy
Usted. used to know N!cky G, who is dead
Llegos is bootleg
When I'm on the spot...I do, not, play a, round
Please quit hoggin...and pa**, that J a, round
But on a mic I won't pa** the torch
I'm always coming back for more
Go outside, exercise, for a fatter core
Then come home and master four
Or
Swim in p**y then master more
I hear rap and get sad or bored
Y'all don't work like I do, y'all catch a snore
I revamped, my concept is on another level
Eleven, on an amp, y'all are at a four
I was born, to do this
f** with me get the horns, of El Matador
OUTRO
Llegos
L-L-Llegos, leggo my Llegos
If you say my sh** does not knock
I am at your door
This song is subliminal, won't make, the record
It's been a minimal, one-day, effort
f** man, I'm exhausted
Record, man…for the Record
It's just, it's all…for the Record
It's all…for the Record