Bad Day

Christian Webster, Myles Lockwood, Jake Anthony Procanik

I don't fuck around
Better ask about me
Never dumb it down
No one runnin' laps around me
If you wanna shoot your shot and get up in my way
You gon' have a fuckin' bad day
That's a promise, homie
I don't fuck around
Better ask about me
Never dumb it down
No one runnin' laps around me
If you wanna shoot your shot and get up in my way
You gon' have a fuckin' bad day
That's a promise, homie

From the bottom of nothin' (bottom of nothin')
I got it from hustlin' (I got it from trappin')
Now I got these bands on me (now I got these bands)
A lot of percussion (a lot of percussion)
Stick out the drum on it (yeah, drum)
Beat, I go dumb on it (welcome)
Wrist, blew a dub on it, she wanna rub on it
Yeah, wait, they not gon' touch me (no)
You can trust me
They be so hateful, I'm livin' lovely (facts)
I'm servin' custy's, haters disgust me
I know they pussy, they bleed on 'em monthly
I'm where the funds be, we thumbin' through blue bands
Swerve in a blue Benz, I don't do new friends (facts)
Hop in the coupe and I do like two-ten (whoa, yeah)
I was like wait, ten
I pop up with Webby, Glock with a Dezzy
Aim at your brain, it turn to confetti
I feel like Tony E and spaghetti (Tony)
Shooters like Pauly, all of 'em deadly
Truck got a Hemi, ballin', no hesi'
All of this ice, she callin' me Gretzky
She wanna sext me, wet like a jet ski (jet ski)
She wet like a jet ski (ayy)
Bankroll blanco (yeah)
I just cashed a big check
Fuck my P.O., I ain't takin' no more piss tests (I ain't doin' that no more)
Yeah, I just did like ten shows out in the Midwest (Chicago)
I know it hurt to see me blow, I know they big stress (yeah, yeah)
Fuck it, I'm runnin' to town
Chasin' my goals, runnin' 'em down
Countin' this money, a wonderful sound
They hate that I'm up, no wonder they down
Yeah, fuck it, I'm runnin' to town
Chasin' my goals, runnin' 'em down
The blick got a beam, I'm gunnin' 'em down
(Grrt, boom, woo, ayy)

I don't fuck around
Better ask about me
Never dumb it down
No one runnin' laps around me
If you wanna shoot your shot and get up in my way
You gon' have a fuckin' bad day
That's a promise, homie
I don't fuck around
Better ask about me
Never dumb it down
No one runnin' laps around me
If you wanna shoot your shot and get up in my way
You gon' have a fuckin' bad day
That's a promise, homie

Yeah, I'm not the type to try to start a problem (nah)
Just the type to molly-whop 'em when it's on and poppin' (baow)
Karate choppin' your noggin', feel like a bomb is droppin'
I'm catchin' bodies like Gotti, I need a Johnny Cochran (woo)
Acquitted easily, see me just walkin' freely
Out the court while the prosecutor swearin' he shoulda beat me (haha)
'Cause if it's war time, ain't no need for no peace treaty
I'll kill your career, ask Lil Xan if you don't believe me
I mean it, see my ride wasn't scenic
I crash and burn in the ashes daily and rise like the Phoenix
This life of luxury cost me
And now this money I'm seein' is nothin' but them big M's
Yeah, the ones with the peanuts
I got a couple of demons and they on both of my shoulders
Pushin' with they pitchforks down the road of a soldier
Heart as cold as the polar
And still I shoulder these boulders
All while I hold my composure and never fold 'til it's over
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Listen, I'll show y'all somethin'
Pen hit the pad, I know y'all runnin'
Step in the booth like Omar comin'
So if y'all come for the phone, y'all buggin'
Yeah, I'm just a regular guy
Here for my piece of American pie
Crazy but really my therapist tried
I don't fuck around, yeah, yeah

I don't fuck around
Better ask about me
Never dumb it down
No one runnin' laps around me
If you wanna shoot your shot and get up in my way
You gon' have a fuckin' bad day
That's a promise, homie
I don't fuck around
Better ask about me
Never dumb it down
No one runnin' laps around me
If you wanna shoot your shot and get up in my way
You gon' have a fuckin' bad day
That's a promise, homie

(That's a promise, homie)
(That's a promise, homie)
(That's a promise, homie)
(That's a promise, homie)
(That's a promise, homie)
(That's a promise, homie)
(That's a promise, homie)
(That's a promise, homie)

Curiosità sulla canzone Bad Day di Chris Webby

Quando è stata rilasciata la canzone “Bad Day” di Chris Webby?
La canzone Bad Day è stata rilasciata nel 2022, nell’album “Wednesday Before Last”.
Chi ha composto la canzone “Bad Day” di di Chris Webby?
La canzone “Bad Day” di di Chris Webby è stata composta da Christian Webster, Myles Lockwood, Jake Anthony Procanik.

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