Daytona Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Run it up
Call up my phone, my bro, my bitch, color my drip, my wrist, yeah
I don't wanna talk bout no broke shit cause we all finna get rich, yeah
I cannot fold, no, I can't miss, putting on on my clique, yeah
Automat Saint Laurent my wrist, bought a Burk for my bitch, yeah
I've seen it a lot
I'm livin' the life
Call the bitches tonight
I know it ain't right
But we get it like
It's the end of our lives
In the daytime I'm ridin' Daytona
But the police ain't pullin' me over
Pour a four in a cup of my soda (pouring up this shit)
Seen him poking the bear now its over
When in town I pull up in a Rover
See the smoke in the mirrors and cobras
Yeah, this is what I'm talkin' bout
Pullin' up on a bitch with a full amount
Just because I can afford it now (just because I can afford it now)
This isn't word of opinion I know it's the word of mouth
Whatever you think that they pay me just know it's the wrong amount
I don't miss, I don't talk, I don't bitch, I don't brag
Where y'all is? Where y'all at? Red on black, red on black
I don't miss, I don't brag I don't bitch, I don't act
Where y'all is? Where y'all at? Red on black, red on black
Back to this, man, I feel so passionate bought four more fashion fits
I'm Basilisk, my bite on Tyson shit, and I feel like Titan, shit
I'm tight as shit, and my bitch wanna tie the hitch
But I'm too busy bashing this, I'm click-clackin' shit
Gotta pole I'm rackin', clip so big gotta hide the wrist
And I've been this way so long, I mean gotta build me an ornament
Got me fuckin' on a bitch from New Orleans And one more from Portland, Oregon
Put my dick in her guts, where her organs is, give a fuck, that's the one that I'm offerin
Got rich, now the bitch so talkative, Givin' top in the whip while I'm parkin' it
Call up my phone, my bro, my bitch, color my drip, my wrist, yeah
I don't wanna talk bout no broke shit cause we all finna get rich, yeah
I cannot fold, no, I can't miss, putting on on my clique, yeah
Automat Saint Laurent my wrist, bought a Burk for my bitch, yeah
I've seen it a lot
I'm livin' the life
Call the bitches tonight
I know it ain't right
But we get it like
It's the end of our lives
I don't miss, I don't talk, I don't bitch, I don't brag
Where y'all is? Where y'all at? Red on black, red on black
I don't miss, I don't brag I don't bitch, I don't act
Where y'all is? Where y'all at? Red on black, red on black
I don't miss, I don't talk, I don't bitch, I don't brag
Where y'all is? Where y'all at? Red on black, red on black
I don't miss, I don't talk, I don't bitch, I don't brag
Where y'all is? Where y'all at? Red on black, red on black