[Intro: bronclair]

Yeah, go, bit', bit', bit'

[Chorus: bronclair]

Please don't ask me how my day go

Fuck that energy, I stay low

Your luck 'bout to end, nigga, it's made up

You live in pretend, nigga, faker

Your bitch on me and she shake that, yeah

Don't do shit for free, better pay that, yeah

I'm sippin' that blueberry faygo

She say I'm the GOAT, like, I know

I got so much in the tank

And these niggas so boring, they plain

I don't even know their names

Always get in my way

[Verse 1: bronclair]

Back then, I used to sit and pray

Hopin' every day better days

And I know it's too late

And I know it's too late

I keep it goin', it do not matter

Nigga so lamе, I'm up on Saturn

Breaking the glass, just watching it shatter

Way too high, I'm thinking in pattеrns

Doin' this shit and I'm watching it float

Just take me now, I'm ready to go

Niggas want it now, I don't know what to do

I ain't ask for all this like, no, what?

[Verse 2: Lucy Bedroque]

I just— I just popped a Perc 30, feel alive again (Yeah, yeah, ooh, ayy)

Huh, they knocked my ass down (Schyeah), yeah, but I tried again, yeah

Yeah, I cry sippin' greens, bitch (Yeah)

When I roll up, let the gas stink (Ooh, ooh, yeah)

I cannot rock that Abercrombie Fitch (Yeah, bitch, yeah)

You cannot stop me when I'm on a feature (Bitch, yeah)

Move, pop the molly, I'm swaggin' (Schyeah), turn to a different creature

Uh, I be crawlin' up the walls, yeah, I'm goin' Rey [?] (Walls, schyeah, schyeah)

Huh, she wanna meet and fu-fuck

She a lil' doggy, I— she a lil' doggy, I give her the treats

I Issey Miyake, Margiela my feets, schyeah

Yeah, blow, wow, you don't hear the sound (Lil' bitch, yeah)

Married to the game, lil' bitch, I got the scene in a gown (OG, yeah)

We just popped a bean, bitch gon' hit another round (Yeah)

Got a pregnant blunt, lil' boy, yeah we chief it loud

[Chorus: bronclair]

Please don't ask me how my day go

Fuck that energy, I stay low

Your luck 'bout to end, nigga, it's made up

You live in pretend, nigga, faker

Your bitch on me and she shake that, yeah

Don't do shit for free, better pay that, yeah

I'm sippin' that blueberry faygo

She say I'm the GOAT, like, I know

I got so much in the tank

And these niggas so boring, they plain

I don't even know their names

Always get in my way

Please don't ask me how my day go

Fuck that energy, I stay low

Your luck 'bout to end, nigga, it's made up

You live in pretend, nigga, faker