Bad Day
(Ain't that MAG? Yeah it is?
Woke up this morning neighbor cutting the grass
Bitch it's 7 am I should get on yo ass
Still high from last night and I ain't trying to be up
But I'm wide awake now so I'm a roll me a blunt
Go to unravel my wood and that bitch got a hole
Get to thinking to myself man this some ole bullshit
Then I peel me a swisher
Get to breaking down the weed I got a call from my nigga
He say "Swaggy what you on?"
I say "shit bra I'm chilling, old bitch ass neighbor woke me up I should hit 'em"
He get to laughing like "you crazy"
I say "naw what's the word?"
He say "you still be in the trap?
Because I got you a swerve"
I'm like "cool where they at? Just let me know what they need"
He say "they stay around the way they need a couple of G's"
I get up quick I'm finna dip shit I done dropped my weed
Get to the whip I'm finna dip shit I forgot my keys
And I done licked the bottom lock so I'm stuck outside
The little rap ain't too far shit I'm a call me a ride
I hit brodie say he close shit I tell 'em to slide
Tell the play I'm on my way but I ain't getting a reply
So I'm like fuck it me and brodie just gone sit here and kick it
He get to telling me bout how he got a couple of bitches
They trying to smoke and got some liquor want to know if I'm with it
I tell 'em shit we can pull up but to be real I ain't feel it
Get to the crib that bitch on a one way
Did I mention this was on a Sunday?
Walk in the crib they playing Beyoncé
I'm trying to fuck and then get ghost he trying to stay
I'm like "bra you out your mind
I done heard about these hoes I know they slime"
"You done got me out this bitch around these sluts without my iron"
We going back and forth they sitting there texting the whole time
Then all I hear is glass and bullets flying
Damn
To be continued