Текст песни What a Day - A$AP Twelvyy , Zay Nailer , Lago 2.0

What a day If u run up
What a day What a day What a day What a day
What a day what a fucking day what a day what a fucking day
What a day what a fucking day what a day what a fucking day
What a day
What a day
What a day
I just woke up in a Fucking tank What a day
What a day what a fucking day
I just woke up in the fucking bank
I just woke up floating outta space What a day
I just woke up smoking on a eighth What a day
I just woke up feeling like I'm great What a day
I just woke up working on a tape What a day
Bagging up this money like a bank Chorus
Lagos
Your boy work hard he feel like a Mexican
Big jeter
Glowed now they wanna get next to him
Lago the gang searching for life remember the name
I was never the same ever since they put millz in the grave
Ever since I felt going insane boy talking hot he gets put in the pave
I seen a lot on that block that I'll take to the grave
Too many memories shaking my brain pour up a four of the mud hope it eases the pain Boy what a day boy what a day boy what a day
Nailer
Well my name nailer hi nice to meet you
Zaza got me high like a eagle
Stuck in the slums so I keep me a pistol
Stuck in the slums where they say it's all simple My bitch bad
Better than yours
Ya fuck niggas tend to act up so
I walk with the shit at my side like the Mack
And I leave hoes and em like hunts point
Kicked my ex bitch out she a dumb joint
And now that I got money these bitches annoying

They calling me Buzzinn all of a sudden
It's a new Harlem nailer gang we ain't no dipset
Don't get your wig split
This December we made some shit off a laptop
Twelvyy
Need a visa for my passenger
My passenger
She don't speak no engli why you asking her
We speeding in a challenger
Born in the dirt feel like I'm stuck in it
Public our housing
No love for the government
Bigger the business I'm keeping my publishing Keeping it busy you heard that I'm bubbling
Break up my brick and I feel like I'm hustling Hundreds and fifties
I feel like I'm Russ and them Diamonds like candy you know that we crushing them
Pistol for pistol you know that we bussin it
Back in the bity I landed from Dublin
Loving my aura they thought I was dubbing them
Big b the body I run with the gun again
Came from the bottom you know that we loving it