Good Day lyrics

[Intro]
Grah, Grah, Grah, Boom
Grah, DGSG, DGSG
(On becky in case I gotta boom sh*t)

[VERSE: Humble Gz]
b*tch, mask on, mask off
I want you to see when I come through and toss
Clean the block like we doing our chores
When I kick down that door everyone on the floor
Six O? That boy is a fraud
But he fought for his life, give round of applause
Smoking on Drizzy that sh*t make me cough
My n*gga punching like Tyson, that man he was soft pus*y
n*ggas saying that I am a rookie
I hopped in the streets and turned in to a bully
Free boogie, Ayo KD.Why you leave that boy child with a cookie!
Boy if you know then you know
n*ggas thinking they tough but in jail it's gon' show
Wanna be friends cause you don't got your pole
n*gga suck my di*k we start smoking your bro
Like look uh
Free KG no Kizzy
Everyday it was me, M and Milly
Shots making him meet like he poppin a wheelie
DGSG yeah we running the city
Like 30K for the bail oh really?
b*tch I'm home and I'm back on my griddy
If you think you gon' line me then you gotta be silly
Put a hole in her face I don't care if she pretty
Look
They like it don't matter
Hang out the V two shots to his bladder
Like no I am not just a rapper
That boy screaming last time we ended his chatter
Put the beam on the blick so you better run faster
Nick went down where the f*ck was the ___?
Instead drivin the boat, shoulda went to his pastor
Wal Blixky, that kid is an actor
Look
Where ya knocks? Uh
Smoking on style he got hit in his top, grahh
We gon keep bendin that block
If he catch us a diss, his sh*t gon flop
Like put on your kicks are you ready or not
If not, someone is taking that spot
Only hang out with demons thats risking a lot
Only hang out with demons thats risking a lot, b*tch
[VERSE: QG Meer]
You ain't gang, sh*t never kid
Like on the S, Imma feel you up here
Like seen my sh*t, throw a shot how you did
Like I won't speak on him, but Style he could
Like I'm with Humble, Tazzo and Flex
Like need a sinning just send me a text
Don't got to worry I hang with some vets, uhh
See me bet he turn on his jets
He run faster, he is not quicker than me
Tear his back up
How you turn on your gang? Tryna jack us
You a bast*rd
Grab the 5, before I come in a ladder
Like boy died man that sh*t is a disaster
Bet the sh*t leave her day, I'm her master
By the nuts she keep moving her ass up
She get pregnant it don't even matter
You ain't do sh*t don't speak on the dead
Bet, still ain't forget what you said
Like you my bro, and you left me for dead
Check my pieces before it turn red
Not with pencils, just sitting with lead
She a V then I'm poppin her chubby
Like stop acting, you not Hallie Barrie
Anything that you did yeah we did it already
Like we been with the whip
Before the pandemic, n*ggas been had drip
Still can't wait till they free 26
And if he moonwalk than sh*t gettin drenched
I'm in love with the live that we live
And I got two or three opps in a spliff
Like they know my body is different
Can't jump got the knocks on my hip