lirik lagu daylight - up next
been up since 5am tryna get it on a bank roll
shouts out ybn but ain’t no time for a fake hoe
one up in the chamber f-ck around we in beast mode
i don’t fw ops that’s a fact uh vetoed
runnin up a check by my lonely f-ck are friends for
i just copped a rollie iced out and it’s a cold sore
f-ck with the clique we gone turn your block to world war
send shots like baltimore
pull up in a 4 door
when i hop out with models you know it gone be a party
really out here poppin bottles sippin on bacardi
way i pull up clutchin throttle like it’s kamakazi
and if i feel like ima smoke you ain’t n0body stop me
unless you finna drop me imma flee the scene
next thing you know i’m at your doorstep like it’s halloween
you ain’t want a trick so i took a little treat
say goodbye to your girlfriend she leaving with a g
hook:
b-tch i’m up next
give a f-ck bout the rest
i be runnin up a check
they don’t wanna see me flex
b-tch i’m up next
put my city to the test
i be sippin on the tech
while i’m f-ckin on your ex
x2
i got dada digital and xanny in my contacts
if you a hoe i don’t save numbers i don’t wife rats
if you a cop i don’t know daylight i don’t write raps
like it’s 1469 with them poles stay strapped
call yo -ss joe swanson way we leave you handicapped
show up with the crew all black b-tch we takin body bags
yes i pull up in the foreign i’m talkin brand new white jag
water whipping in the kitchen always stacking up bands
and the 269 dl but watch me put it on the map
no rules i’m the don catch me runnin round the trap
quick cash all these benny’s make it hard to count stacks
think fast small town white boy but grew up in chiraq
hook:
b-tch i’m up next
give a f-ck bout the rest
i be runnin up a check
they don’t wanna see me flex
b-tch i’m up next
put my city to the test
i be sippin on the tech
while i’m f-ckin on your ex
x2
throwback logan square where we really had to keep it g
if you not 100 get merked they don’t f-ck with schemes
fall asleep to gunshot that was just the normal thing
everyone was gang bangin act like i ain’t see a thing
now i got the trap jumpin like a trampoline
why these b-tches flockin to a kid 15
yelling out my name girl don’t make a scene
i’m just tryna f-ck that’s okay with me
take her to the crib and you know what she gone give me
call me liberg how i’m lookin with these hickeys
haha funny and sh-t
but a kid really on his grind hungry and sh-t
if i see it ima get it on that licety spilt
dirty on the phone sayin y’all counterfeits
while you tryna be a rapper i just f-cked yo b-tch
and that go for all you wannabe’sdon’t throw a fit
gang
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