"Daily Duppy" lyrics
(GRM Daily)
We just get up and get it
There ain't no wishing and hoping
I shot my shot, no looked it
Ivan Toney, I know where the goal is
I've seen a man panic on the spot
But over the phone he was talkin' bogus
We could have the same lens
But ain't nobody pullin' my focus
It could be three years, three months, three days
I'm probably spinnin' the block
I know I said that I set gyal free
But me? I still keep keys to the lock
Five man in a two bed flat
I live in a crib, but I came from the block
Shawty say I'm way too picky
Like, is it bad that a man knows what he wants?
'Dese days I don't wanna hear no convo
I just wanna know if she's takin' a wand
When you meet me, tell me what you want
Cah the guessing 'n' games is long
I get a trophy, and then cut from the game
I'm doin' a Heung-Min Son
And my man's jewels are shite
You won't make balla by gettin' him-
I get paid like I play in the Prem
This year, five figures a week
By the time that I put on my jeans, I'm gone
I play hit, hide and seek
And she let her ex man go
Said he's way too comme ça, comme ci
That's why she rolls with me
'Cause she knows that my pockets are deep
I'm in Brazil, don't speak Portuguese
But the money a figure of speech
She got a body the figure of eight
Yo, that's a figure that I need
In the bank as well, bro he ain't got-
He use hands as well
Me, I've chopped tings that have had man wait months
And foreigns the day that they land as well
Am I slut or opportunist?
I think that the last one's right
My son's inheriting kettles for days that I've lived
Just know that I'm passing time
Back in the day, it was hand-me-downs
They left me to dry, try hang me out
Me? I'm tellin' the truth in the booth
Like, if I'm lyin', then hang me now
We just get up and get it
There ain't no wishing and hoping
I shot my shot, no looked it
Ivan Toney, I know where the goal is
I've seen a man panic on the spot
But over the phone he was talkin' bogus
We could have the same lens
But ain't nobody pullin' my focus
It could be three years, three months, three days
I'm probably spinnin' the block
I know I said that I set gyal free
But me? I still keep keys to the lock
Five man in a two bed flat
I live in a crib, but I came from the block
Shawty say I'm way too picky
Like, is it bad that a man knows what he wants?
There ain't no wishing and hoping
I shot my shot, no looked it
Ivan Toney, I know where the goal is
I've seen a man panic on the spot
But over the phone he was talkin' bogus
We could have the same lens
But ain't nobody pullin' my focus
It could be three years, three months, three days
I'm probably spinnin' the block
I know I said that I set gyal free
But me? I still keep keys to the lock
Five man in a two bed flat
I live in a crib, but I came from the block
Shawty say I'm way too picky
Like, is it bad that a man knows what he wants?
'Dese days I don't wanna hear no convo
I just wanna know if she's takin' a wand
When you meet me, tell me what you want
Cah the guessing 'n' games is long
I get a trophy, and then cut from the game
I'm doin' a Heung-Min Son
And my man's jewels are shite
You won't make balla by gettin' him-
I get paid like I play in the Prem
This year, five figures a week
By the time that I put on my jeans, I'm gone
I play hit, hide and seek
And she let her ex man go
Said he's way too comme ça, comme ci
That's why she rolls with me
'Cause she knows that my pockets are deep
I'm in Brazil, don't speak Portuguese
But the money a figure of speech
She got a body the figure of eight
Yo, that's a figure that I need
In the bank as well, bro he ain't got-
He use hands as well
Me, I've chopped tings that have had man wait months
And foreigns the day that they land as well
Am I slut or opportunist?
I think that the last one's right
My son's inheriting kettles for days that I've lived
Just know that I'm passing time
Back in the day, it was hand-me-downs
They left me to dry, try hang me out
Me? I'm tellin' the truth in the booth
Like, if I'm lyin', then hang me now
We just get up and get it
There ain't no wishing and hoping
I shot my shot, no looked it
Ivan Toney, I know where the goal is
I've seen a man panic on the spot
But over the phone he was talkin' bogus
We could have the same lens
But ain't nobody pullin' my focus
It could be three years, three months, three days
I'm probably spinnin' the block
I know I said that I set gyal free
But me? I still keep keys to the lock
Five man in a two bed flat
I live in a crib, but I came from the block
Shawty say I'm way too picky
Like, is it bad that a man knows what he wants?
