"GOOD DAY" lyrics

(Pipe up!)

Good day, I just stack the chips up
That's your bae? Why she hit my phone
She call for pick up
Racks in a ton, yuh
R-racks in a ton, yuh
Dick hit ha tummy, up
Bitch we make fun of ya
I be outside with the squad, the mob
Catch me outside with your thot, your broad
How many racks in, brain fog
Bape on the top, jeans Saint Laurent
(Swag)

Niggas think that they bigger than they are
I-I-I play the bitch like guitar (slut)
RR really flip yo car (uh-u-u-u-uh)
(Bitch!)
Its a whole lot of Henny in the crib, huh, better handle yo liq'
(Bitch!)
I heard you ain't get back for shit, huh, better handle your lick
(Bitch!)
New lil whip thang', drop the top
Everything I do top the charts
Everything you do you fuck up hard
Everything I spit off the top
Give a fuck about likes, fuck a crop top
G19, make a nigga heart drop (uh-u-u-u-uh)
Get sick, sip drank, fuck a cough drop
All smoke in the whip, it's a hotbox
(Ahhh)
Good day, I just stack the chips up
That's your bae? Why she hit my phone, she call for pick up (uh-u-u-u-uh)
Ya
Racks in a ton, yuh
R-racks in a ton, yuh
Dick hit ha tummy, yuh
Bitch we make fun of ya
(C-c-cuff your chick)
(Shhhh, you hear that?) (ahhh)
(It's KA$HWAYZ or no wayz nigga)