[Verse 1]
I had a bad day but not until the day was old
I'm filled with beats and rhymes and covered with First Gold
Rhyming no rehearsal Until the curts close
Raps are so verbal I got my own clothes
They askin me like Ryan what you doing yo'
Makin songs and makin beats And prolly a coup more
Homie where that gla** po'
5 hits per 5 second yes I said Cinco
Money in that zip To bad it's not rar
My girl got hips and She got hair
Went to Adidas and got a couple pair
And I'm the only child so I can not share
You want to change Step in my lair
You say you need gla**es homie Go to Claire's
You say you got money out the roof
Well when it storm that money poof
[Hook] 2x
Have you ever seen the girl Of your dreams
Go out with the guy in the To tight jeans
The one who swears they got swag
The one who dislikes this track