[Chrous 1 - Dayonikin]

Pockets full of bread n***a
Full of whole wheat (huh)
Catch me with your bitch n***a
Chilling on your street (huh)
I don't give a fuck
Name a time and place we'll meet
Run up on 'em tyo
You getting sliced no "chucky cheese"
Hxs got your bitch like
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[Verse 1 - Dayonikin]

Riding in this whip (huh)
Just me and your chick
She obviously know I'm the shit (huh)
So I put my dick on her lips
'Cause sex gon take too long (hey)
And I gotta' finish this song
And go make guap
My hustle don't stop
Bro off molly pop rock
And my pockets rick ross
Might go fuck my bitch on live stream and hang with adin ross
Take him to the block
Show him how to whip a pot
Double cups we sip alot
Theres ticking from your wrist alot
Run up on you with the (raaaa)
Run up on you with the Glock
I got too much on my mind
Run up hella dollar
Hella dollar signs
I get hella money ain't no rocket science
Plus I watch bill nye so bitch I'm good at science

[Chorus 2 - Dayonikin]
Pockets full of bread n***a
Full of whole wheat (huh)
Catch me with your bitch n***a
Chilling on your street (huh)
I don't give a fuck
Name a time and place we'll meet
Run up on 'em tyo
You getting sliced no "chucky cheese"
Hxs got your bitch like
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[Verse 2 - SJ]
Sip out the cup, I'm off a bean
Freddy krueger, I been up in your dreams
It is what it is, no, it ain't what it seem
Hop out the whip, how I'm toting my neen'
In between in her tits, I'mma skeet
Me and your bitch going to leave you on seen
Your bitch too busy getting dick of her dreams
I'm sorry, not sorry, not trying to be mean
I'm in the cut, no razor blade
Got choppa tucked, oh, a-ok
Fresh as fuck, no flavor flav
All day everyday, I could take your bae
Got stripes like adidas, no candy cane
Flow so dirty, I need a maid
Make a bitch dance like addison rae
After I'm done, bitch out of my way, way
Got a bad bitch spinning all on my dick like a mother fucking beyblade
She like "sj, cum inside me, I just want your babies"
Bitch, like, hell no
Bitch, you're not my main
Take your little dollar store purse and get the fuck out my way

[Chorus 3 - Dayonikin]

Pockets full of bread n***a
Full of whole wheat (huh)
Catch me with your bitch n***a
Chilling on your street (huh)
I don't give a fuck
Name a time and place we'll meet
Run up on 'em tyo
You getting sliced no "chucky cheese"
Hxs got your bitch like
Yeah
Yeah
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Yeah
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