
Day To Day Yung Filly (Ft. Chip)
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[Intro: Yung Filly]
It's the glow
Why am I surprised she wanted to know?
Keep on diggin' for your shit, you ain't gettin' no gold
I can count how many times I wanted to know (Ransom got that sauce, innit?)
She wonder what I do on my day-to-day
Ain't a hero for these hoes, I won't save the day
I'll just pick and choose like I'm Flavor Flav
Is your eyes on me or my─
[Verse 1: Yung Fully]
Uh, I told 'em already
Steady icin' on me, all I need is the cherry
Chevy ready baby, fillin' it, lay with it
Coochie wetty-wetty, ready to play with it
I'm so sorry, I'm so solid, I'm heavyweight
I'm very late, it's all courtesy of the Mary Jane
Remembеr viewin' the Meditеrranean
Had a baddie on my arm and she said she Canadian (Ow)
Brown skin and she lookin' Arabian (Wow)
Body out of this world, it's a alien (How?)
Fuck it up then I tell her to go, toast
Gotta save me this brick, yes, I need me a loaf
Had to glow the family up, so they're litter than me
My bank stack gettin' taller, it's bigger than me
I shout facts, doggy that ain't a figure of speech
I celebrate, I'm gettin' wavy, I'm feelin' Marine
It's the glow
Why am I surprised she wanted to know?
Keep on diggin' for your shit, you ain't gettin' no gold
I can count how many times I wanted to know (Ransom got that sauce, innit?)
She wonder what I do on my day-to-day
Ain't a hero for these hoes, I won't save the day
I'll just pick and choose like I'm Flavor Flav
Is your eyes on me or my─
[Verse 1: Yung Fully]
Uh, I told 'em already
Steady icin' on me, all I need is the cherry
Chevy ready baby, fillin' it, lay with it
Coochie wetty-wetty, ready to play with it
I'm so sorry, I'm so solid, I'm heavyweight
I'm very late, it's all courtesy of the Mary Jane
Remembеr viewin' the Meditеrranean
Had a baddie on my arm and she said she Canadian (Ow)
Brown skin and she lookin' Arabian (Wow)
Body out of this world, it's a alien (How?)
Fuck it up then I tell her to go, toast
Gotta save me this brick, yes, I need me a loaf
Had to glow the family up, so they're litter than me
My bank stack gettin' taller, it's bigger than me
I shout facts, doggy that ain't a figure of speech
I celebrate, I'm gettin' wavy, I'm feelin' Marine
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