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xhulooo - good day lyrics

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[intro]
gang, gang, gang
yeah

[chorus]
roll a jay and smoke it to the face
i’m just tryna have a good day
tryna switch up all the bad ways
need a house worth 100k
they gon’ always find a way to hate
call me simon, she do what i say
on a plane, about to fly away
call the plug, now he got a play

roll a jay and smoke it to the face
i’m just tryna have a good day
tryna switch up all the bad ways
need a house worth 100k
they gon’ always find a way to hate
call me simon, she do what i say
on a plane, about to fly away
call the plug, now he got a play

[verse]
i’m at peace with the money, i’m getting it
i can’t go back and forth, i ain’t feelin’ it (no)
at the show, got a rush of adrenaline (hey)
i need more than a m, i ain’t settling (no way)
why you tryna beef? you ain’t relevant (why?)
tryna get to the top, i been pedaling
and my brother+nem sipping on medicine (the meds, yeah)
tryna pop out and make me a bag
not her father, she callin’ me dad
on the interstate doing the dash (aye)
just like 2k, we runnin’ it back (yeah)
i told bro to stop poppin’ them flats
when he on ’em, don’t know how to act
in atlanta, cooling with my slatt (slatt)
made a couple hundred off of rap (hey)

[chorus]
roll a jay and smoke it to the face (gang)
i’m just tryna have a good day (gang, gang)
tryna switch up all the bad ways
need a house worth 100k
they gon’ always find a way to hate
call me simon, she do what i say
on a plane, about to fly away
call the plug, now he got a play

roll a jay and smoke it to the face
i’m just tryna have a good day
tryna switch up all the bad ways
need a house worth 100k
they gon’ always find a way to hate
call me simon, she do what i say
on a plane, about to fly away
call the plug, now he got a play
[outro]
tryna pop out and make me a bag
not her father, she callin’ me dad
on the interstate doing the dash (aye)
just like 2k, we runnin’ it back (yeah)
i told bro to stop poppin’ them flats
when he on ’em, don’t know how to act
in atlanta, cooling with my slatt (slatt)
made a couple hundred off of rap (hey)



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