Daytona (Denim Tears) lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
It's Daytona (Huh)
My b*tch so bad, I stole her (Yeah)
My b*tch so bad, get her over (Yeah, ayy, yeah)
(It's Daytona)

[Chorus]
All that sh*t cheap talk, n*gga, I don't buy it (Don't buy it)
Yeah, I'm uninspired (Uninspired)
Yeah, yeah, get this n*gga, uh-uh, from 'round me (Get this n*ggas, uh-uh, from 'round me)
Yeah, yeah, get this n*gga, uh-uh, from 'round me (Get this n*ggas, uh-uh, from 'round me)
Yeah, yeah, I got b*tches from the tundra (I got b*tches from the tundra)
Yeah, yeah, smack her back like they behind him (Smack her back like they behind him)
Yeah, yeah, pull up, Lambo', not no Honda (Pull up, Lambo', not no Honda)
Yeah, yeah, blue diamond, I'm talkin' Sonic (Blue diamond, I'm talkin' Sonic)
Yeah, yeah, pocket runnin' fast, like Sonic (Pocket runnin' fast, like Sonic)
Yeah, yeah, my neck, that sh*t is too sunny (My neck, that sh*t is too sunny)
Yeah, yeah, I'm your dad, boy, you my sonny (I'm your dad, boy, you my sonny)
Yeah, yeah, slime that b*tch out, ooh, I'm runny (Slatt)
Yeah, yeah, slime that b*tch out, nose still runny (Slatt)
Yeah, yeah, f*ck from the back, that b*tch still c*mming (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, hit from the back, that ne-ne, ne-ne (Ne-ne, ne-ne)
Yeah, yeah, f*ck from the back that, now got a bag, bag (Bag, yeah, yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
Bro shot at a opp, gotta watch my main back (Yeah)
Yeah, pull up in a brand new, um, Hellcat (Skrrt, pull up in a brand new, um, Hellcat)
Yeah, yeah, this motherf*cker may be a Daytona now
Yeah, pull up, your n*gga'll stunt
[Verse 1]
I got your b*tch on me, she wanna f*ck because I got the cake
I walk, I'm runnin' it up, I got money over my ass (Money over my ass)
We just be smokin' on opps, your bro he all in pack, yeah
I done pulled up with your b*tch and she don't even know how to act (Yeah)
We got them .40's on .40's on 40's, don't get your ass whacked (Fah)
Chop all my money, get a round off, like I'm Jack (Yeah, like I'm Jack)
I do not f*ck with them .9's, bullets, they [?] in the mag
I do not play with them n*ggas, them n*ggas, they runnin' they 'Scat (They runnin' they 'Scat)
My n*ggas gettin' that money, no we cannot pull up a 'Scat (Can't pull up a 'Scat)
No 392 on the dash, my bro, he pull up a Cat (Skrrt)

[Bridge]
It's Daytona (Let's go)
My b*tch so bad, I stole her (On God)
My b*tch so bad, get her over (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
These n*ggas talkin' 'bout money, but a n*gga broke day, just tryna run him off
I don't even talk about sh*t at all, but my n*ggas probably runnin' in your house
Yeah, we got a drop on this sh*t, got a drop on your b*tch, puttin' di*k in her mouth (Puttin' di*k in her mouth)
Put that b*tch right in the whip and she can't even [?], so lil' girl, yeah, she out
Shawty, I don't wanna see you no more, 'cause you said you ain't got 'nough bread (Ain't got 'nough bread)
Yeah, brung your friend, yeah that's enough head (Yeah, that's enough head, whoa, whoa)
Yeah, gotta have the money on me, trail 'em for the feds
May that b*tch just do what I say?
I'll buy her Louis V, like [?]
[Chorus]
All that sh*t cheap talk, n*gga, I don't buy it (Don't buy it)
Yeah, I'm uninspired (Uninspired)
Yeah, yeah, get this n*gga, uh-uh, from 'round me (Get this n*ggas, uh-uh, from 'round me)
Yeah, yeah, get this n*gga, uh-uh, from 'round me (Get this n*ggas, uh-uh, from 'round me)
Yeah, yeah, I got b*tches from the tundra (I got b*tches from the tundra)
Yeah, yeah, smack her back like they behind him (Smack her back like they behind him)
Yeah, yeah, pull up, Lambo', not no Honda (Pull up, Lambo', not no Honda)
Yeah, yeah, blue diamond, I'm talkin' Sonic (Blue diamond, I'm talkin' Sonic)
Yeah, yeah, pocket runnin' fast, like Sonic (Pocket runnin' fast, like Sonic)
Yeah, yeah, my neck, that sh*t is too sunny (My neck, that sh*t is too sunny)
Yeah, yeah, I'm your dad, boy, you my sonny (I'm your dad, boy, you my sonny)
Yeah, yeah, slime that b*tch out, ooh, I'm runny (Slatt)
Yeah, yeah, slime that b*tch out, nose still runny (Slatt)
Yeah, yeah, f*ck from the back, that b*tch still c*mming (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, hit from the back, that ne-ne, ne-ne (Ne-ne, ne-ne)
Yeah, yeah, f*ck from the back that, now got a bag, bag (Bag, yeah, yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
Bro shot at a opp, gotta watch my main back (Yeah)
Yeah, pull up in a brand new, um, Hellcat (Skrrt, pull up in a brand new, um, Hellcat)
Yeah, yeah, this motherf*cker may be Daytona now
Yeah, pull up, your n*gga'll stunt

[Outro]
It's Daytona
My b*tch so bad, I stole her
My b*tch so bad, get her over