Day One n*ggas lyrics

[Intro: Sean Murdz]
Ah yeah (Ah yeah)
Ah yeah (Ah yeah)

[Chorus: Sean Murdz]
See I got lots of bad b*tches
b*tches
See I got lots of bad b*tches
b*tches
I got all this money on my mind and I been killin' all this time with bad b*tches
See I got lots of bad b*tches (I got lots of bad b*tches) (Ah yeah)
See I got lots of bad b*tches
We been trappin' out the bando (We been trappin' out the bando)
With all these bad b*tches
Ah yeah, ah yeah, ah yeah

[Verse 1: Nafe Smallz]
You know I be f*ckin' with them bad b*tches
You know why them n*ggas staying mad witcha
Anytime I throw a couple bands on ya (Bands)
I just love the way you bruk it down for sure, on my life, yeah
Yeah, you know why I been loving the pus*y when you ride, keep your knickers on
'Cause I ain't wasting the time, we either get alone
I'on care who's side's line a n*gga steppin' on
I gotta roll up and smoke up a blunt
Sellin' dreams like "Shawty, you can have what you want"
In the room, got her twerking to the Ozone
Smoking so strong, money dance with my clothes on
I don't know why she be saying 'bout leaving after the one
When I look around, the whole Grey Goose done
My city, we go wherever we want
No limits to nuttin' where I'm from
Like, look where I'm from
Better yet, look what I done
Like, who you think put a n*gga on?
Laughing at the throwbacks thinking what a n*gga become
In the mirror, can i see what I want?
I came up from none, stayed up above
b*tches will come, then I make b*tches c*m
Pray for so long, still, it rain in the slum
So I been popping bottles, tryna flex on my own
I be tellin' b*tches "Slow down, go down
You could be the one that I hold down"
Talkin' like you mean it, I'on know now
From she back it up for me, the sh*t show now
Now I take you to the hotel, anything you want, girl
Smokin' to my own world, I could make your whole world, anything you want, girl
[Verse 2: Sean Murdz]
I'm only f*ckin' with my day one n*ggas
Started from the bottom, moving dirt on my lonely
Was probably in the trap chop-chopping up the Oz's
Countin' bands in the cribs, on the road, movin' lowkey
I'm only f*ckin' with my day one n*ggas (My day one n*ggas)
f*ck around, do a little dirt on my lonely
Treat a bad b*tch, [?], now she want me
See me up in the club with the slatt but she want me
She on me, she on me, now she on me
I'm only f*ckin' with my day one n*ggas
Started from the bottom, moving dirt on my lonely (Lonely)
Was probably in the trap chop-chopping up the Oz's
Countin' bands in the cribs, on the road, movin' lowkey

[Outro: Sean Murdz]
I'm only f*ckin' with my day one n*ggas (My day one n*ggas)