Good Day lyrics

[Intro]
Ya, ya
I'm tryna have a good day
I’m tryna have a good day
Don't hit me up, no way
(Yo Luca, where you at?)

[Chorus]
I'm tryna have a good day today (Yeah)
Tryna wake up and then take me the X and take me a Perc’ to the face (Yeah, bootup)
I need like double that, I need to duffle bag, I need some sloppy-woppy, need the face (Yeah)
I keep the shh on the bedside (Shh), all of mine flawless, no S.I (Yeah)
Tony Montana call Miami Heat on this b*tch, gotta ball like the scouts out (Yaya)
Had to go back to the chop-chop, b*tch give me wop-wop inside the drop top
b*tch got a crop-top on, take them tits out, yeah
Go hit every time I ain't miss, ahh (Yeah)
I'm okay no I won't miss, no
Back on the Percocet, Oxycodone (Yeah)

[Verse]
Yeah, I'm in LA, yeah, the sun out (Hills)
I was just down bad, now I'm up now (Up)
I just get high, make an album and they don't got no plans, don't got no rollout (Small pill)
They gon’ need a lil’ 30 milligram (Tall money)
I can go up any minute now
(Up, up, up, up, up, up, up) Every day, Yeat going up (Up)
Every time that I talk to my pockets, they be tellin' me, yeah, that they doubled up (I’m proud of ya)
I'm steady, just tryna have a good day, but this b*tch keep on f*ckin' it up (Yeah, lil thotty, yeah)
I got the Cullinan, I got the big body, I got the Tonka, I got the truck
I be so high all the time, I don't know how to feel, ugh
You said you wouldn’t lie, you wanna rent a mil'?
Got all fresh hunnids, got blue bills, uh
I had to sell 'fore I bought the Trackhawk
On to the black top, b*tch, I been shippin' this Za', I'm a transport
I'm in my bag, b*tch, I'm a JanSport
We going up and we take no one's bad sport
I score in the bank like I hit off the backboard
You just be cap in your rap, learn to act more
If you come knock on my door, need a password
Diamonds, that skull on the Tee, gotta password
Pray on her knees when she with me like a pastor
Z65, but the new coupe faster
Rockin' Margielly, 'cause we be some bast*rds (Ahh)
[Chorus]
I'm tryna have a good day today (Yeah)
Tryna wake up and then take me the X, and take me a Perc' to the face (Yeah, bootup)
I need like double that, I need to duffle bag, I need some sloppy-woppy, need the face (Yeah)
I keep the shh on the bedside (Shh), all of mine flawless, no S.I (Yeah)
Tony Montana call Miami Heat on this b*tch, gotta ball like the scouts out (Yaya)
Had to go back to the chop-chop, b*tch give me wop-wop inside the drop top
b*tch got a crop-top on, take them tits out, yeah
Go hit every time I ain't miss, ahh (Yeah)
I'm okay no I won't miss, no
Back on the Percocet, Oxycodone (Yeah)