GBB - Straight Day (12 Hours) lyrics

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 - My girl is alarming, while all these others look like they are way too tired - I swear she looks better in sweatpants than yours, made up and fancy attire - 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