DeeBaby - Good Day lyrics

DeeBaby

DeeBaby [Houston, Texas, U.S.] 🇺🇸

[DeeBaby - Good Day lyrics]

(Damn, MyBaad, JR)
Threw an eight in a one liter
It's a good day
Threw an eight in a one liter
It's a good day
(Do you not get the Koncept?)

Threw an eight in a one liter
It's a good day
Picked a perfect day to ball, feel like MJ
# like it's #
Bowties on top of the cars in the driveway

Uh, it's the perfect day for war
Who wan' die today?
Threw them wings on top his back
And made him fly away
Lamborghini go 220 on the highway
Every day I wake up # like it was Friday

Quarter million worth of jewelry


I'm on high alert
Used to draw down with these pistols
Who gon' die first?
Any day could be 4th of July
That shit like fireworks
# machine gun to his head
See how his mind work

Uh, Baby went ran up his bag
Did that all year
Told my grandma, "Baby, we almost there
It's our year"
Ain't nothin' sweet about this side
And ain't nothin' sour here
Uh, when you rock designer, support our gear

Woke up
Two hundred thousand in all blue strips
I got a ship ain't never sink
It ain't no loose lips, nah
Shorty told me she a doctor
Gave boo cool 'scripts
Uh # rifles come with two clips

Go, baby bottles only time you
See me drawin' lines
Percocet after Percocet, I done popped five
This lil' shorty gon' swap out cars
And let this top down
# gon' pop that pussy like a Glock 9

Strictly business
Stay with all them games up out my phone
Exotic diamonds came from Emit
Shining with no lights on told lil' baby
"You won't know you love me until I'm gone"
Rolex time ain't wrong
It's just another country time zone

Threw an eight in a one liter
It's a good day
Picked a perfect day to ball, feel like MJ
# like it's #
Bowties on top of the cars in the driveway
Uh, it's the perfect day for war
Who wan' die today?
Threw them wings on top his back
And made him fly away
Lamborghini go 220 on the highway
Every day I wake up # like it was Friday

Balenciaga, Louis V, Margiela, all in one fit
If she can't match the racks that I pull out
Then that's not my bitch
I'll put my own money on
My head before I switch
Pistol like my chain
Don't leave the crib without my shit

Just bought my lil' bro a brand new chain
That's what time it is
Baby, you the father of the year
But that ain't my kid ten racks
Went and threw that to my mama before my deal
Thirty racks plus a thirty clip
That's on my hip

Twenty ball, yayo just went threw that
There on Emit's desk thirty racks
I just went and threw that
On these tennis nets
Forty racks, they be like, "Damn, Baby
You ain't finished yet?" fifty racks
Double that shit back off a side bet

Threw an eight in a one liter
It's a good day
Picked a perfect day to ball, feel like MJ
# like it's #
Bowties on top of the cars in the driveway

Uh, it's the perfect day for war
Who wan' die today?
Threw them wings on top his back
And made him fly away
Lamborghini go 220 on the highway
Every day I wake up # like it was Friday

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