DAY ONES

chillin with my day ones we sippin on that cardi now its time to party you know this

its my hobby we started at the bottom now we on the move to the top

yea all my day ones got my back we totting pistols we totting straps

we on a mission to get the racks im on a mission to get them stacks

fresh new AP on my wrist they love they way it fucking bite

yea they do it for the fame it causes me pain what a fucking shame

im going insane kicking it with my day ones and we off the lean

chillin with my queen feel like a dream we looking to clean and im off a bean

my nigga died at only 14 yea that shit hit me so deep

now it time to eat my and YB rack it up stack up counte up yea

me and YB rack it up stack it up count it up yea have a fucking seat

get the cover off your head cause you fucking sleep young spiff on the beat

happy Halloween this is my fucking treat