Day After Day

[Intro: YN Jay]
Hmmm–AHHHHH! (It's a Wayne beat)
How the fuck?
How the fuck did–alright, okay
How the fuck did–Hmmm–AHHHH!
Hmmm–AHHHH!
How the fuck this bitch say–AHHHH!
Alright
Aye, how she gon' just–Alright
She gon' just walk–Alright
She gon' just leave—Alright, okay
AHHHH!
Damn

[Verse 1: YN Jay]
Why the fuck?–AHHHH!
How the fuck this bitch say she love me, then she walked out on me?
Mad as fuck this bitch called my phone, she don't talk 'bout nothin'
Bitch told me take–AHHHH!
Bitch want me to Cash App her–Ahhh–Say she need some money
All this fuckin' paper all around me, [?] (Ahhh)
I just woke up with a church girl on a early Sunday
Early bird–Ahhh, Fuck!
Early bird get the wor–Ahhh
Early bird get the worm first on a early Monday
Bitch got Cinnamon Toast Crunch, she ain't got to milk
Nigga say he was gon' lock and shake, you is not no Pit
How the fuck this bitch ain't got no titties, but her nipples thick?
AHHHH!
AHH–AHH–AHH!

[Verse 2: GrindHard E & YN Jay]
How the fuck this bitch coochie st–Ahhhh
How the fuck this bitch coochie tight, but her booty loose?
Bitch throwin' ass butt naked, throwin' dookie juice
If she ain't fuck me, she fucked Louie Lou
White girl wanna 8Ball, but she ain't shootin' Pool (AHHHH!)

[Verse 3: YN Jay]
Told my Granny "Teach me how to dance", I was new to blues
I just fucked this old school bitch, say she knew the blues
Started sparkin' mid shoot–Ahhhh
Started sparkin' mid shootout, had to shoot and move
I just stepped in some dog shit, I got dookie shoes
I know a nigga eat the cat, call it Coochie Food
I just drunk a 8 of Wockhardt, got me woozie-woo–Ahhhh
Damn
I was up 100, even if I was losing too
Mad as fuck in the club, I forgot my yeah
Big bitch tried to ride my bike, damn near broke my Pegs
Run up so much muthafuckin' money, almost broke my legs
Plug called, said he got some drank, I just hope it's Red
.223's hit a nigga skull, almost broke his head
Bitch said she wanna be my bitch, you must be misled
Bitch wanna hold $100, you must be my friend
I'll smack the shit out this bitch, you must–Ahhhh
I'll smack the shit out the bitch, you gon' see my hand
I be walkin' 'round with too much heat, I think I need a fan
He say he gon' get a nigga popped, I think he need a can
How the fuck you pull up with no heater? You get popped, you gon' leave you mans
I ain't talkin' gettin' away, I'm talkin' dying, you gon' leave your mans
Bitch tried to pull up with a fat bitch, you better leave your friend
I just bought a flawless grill from D–
I just bought a flawless grill from–Ahhhh
I just bought a flawless grill from Johnny, you might see it dance
Nigga say he got what it take, he might need a chance