Bad Day

(album: Wednesday Before Last - 2022)

[Chris Webby:]
I don't fuck around
Better ask about me
Never dumb it down
No one running laps around me
If you wanna shoot your shot and get up in my way
You gon' have a fucking bad day
Thats a promise homie
I don't fuck around
Better ask about me
Never dumb it down
No one running laps around me
If you wanna shoot your shot and get up in my way
You gon' have a fucking bad day
That's a promise homie

[Millyz:]
From the bottom of nothing (Bottom of nothin')
I got it from hustling (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 living lovely (Facts)
I'm serving custie's
Haters disgust me
I know they pussy, they bleed on 'em monthly
I'm with the funds, we thumbing through blue bands
Swerve in the blue Benz
I don't do new friends (Facts)
Hop in the coupe and I do like two-ten (Woah, yeah)
I was like wait, ten
I pop up with Webby
Glock with a dezzy
Aim at your brain and turn to confetti
I feel like Tony E and spaghetti (Tony)
Shooters like Pauly, all of 'em deadly
Truck got a [?]
Ain't no [?]
All of this ice, she calling me Gretzky
She wanna sext me
Wet like a jet ski (Jet ski)
She wet like a jet ski (Aye)
Banco Bronco (Yeah)
I just cashed a big check
Fuck my P.O. i ain't taking no more piss tests (I ain't doing 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 stezz (Yeah)
Fuck it I'm running to town
Chasing my goals, running 'em down
Counting this money, a wonderful sound
They hate that I'm up
No wonder they down
Yeah, fuck it I'm running to town
Chasing my goals, running 'em down
The blick of the beat, I'm gunning 'em down
Woo, woo, aye!

[Chris Webby:]
I don't fuck around
Better ask about me
Never dumb it down
No one running laps around me
If you wanna shoot your shot and get up in my way
You gon' have a fucking bad day
Thats a promise homie
I don't fuck around
Better ask about me
Never dumb it down
No one running laps around me
If you wanna shoot your shot and get up in my way
You gon' have a fucking 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 popping (Bow)
Karate chopping your nogging
Feel like a bomb is dropping
I'm catching bodies like Gotti
I need a Johnny Cochran (Woo)
Aquitted easily, see me just walking freely
Out the court while the prosecutor swearing 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
Seen my [?] and 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 seeing is nothing but them big M's
Yeah the ones with the prenups
I got a couple of demons and they on both of my shoulders
Pushing 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
Listen, I'll show y'all something
Pen hit the pad, I know y'all running
Step in the booth like Omar coming
So if y'all come for the phone, y'all bugging
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 running laps around me
If you wanna shoot your shot and get up in my way
You gon' have a fucking bad day
Thats a promise homie
I don't fuck around
Better ask about me
Never dumb it down
No one running laps around me
If you wanna shoot your shot and get up in my way
You gon' have a fucking bad day
That's a promise homie

That's a promise homie [x8]