Day Or Night

[Intro: Eastside Reup]
(Primo, turn this shit up)
(Primo Beats, on the track)
Ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: Eastside Reup]
How you want it? We can get this shit here in a day and night
Ain't doin shit for free, that's on the real they gotta pay me right
Four kit forreal, bitch you know we live a crazy life
Remember what I told you last week, bitch this a different price
Told you I wasn't gon' spare yo ass, I ain't gon' tell you twice
Turn around forreal can get that shit gone in a night
Ayy don't come around me flexin, fuck around, mightlose your life
You see Bando in the cut, that's a scary sight
Fuck I look like tryna fight, my niggas shoot people
Me and a fifty ball inside the car, it's a two seater
Doing good with this shit, but I'll still sell some white
I don't know shit else forreal, 'cause I been grinding all my life, pussy

[Verse 2: KrispyLife Kidd]
Bitch what you want for these? What's the price
I gotta use the glove, 'cause I used the condom twice
Wanna see something different, hang with KrispyLife
My nigga dropped a PLR, he don't live a pistol life
I been near killed you bitch, I don't be pickin' fight
I got a bad bitch with me, Condoleezza Rice
I think I'm in love with this freak, I done hit her twice
I think I'm a hater, I done shot the opp's spinners twice
I went to Gary two weeks ago, I got a kit coming
I ain't askin' "Is you hungry?" I got dick for you
This bitch'll blow your 'fro out, I got a pick for you
Dawg talking bout he want what? I got six for you

[Verse 3: RMC Mike]
Bro want some topside hard, I got some pit for him
Angry as hell I hit my bitch with the stiff arm
Thirty thousand on the floor, I hit the road without no insurance
Plug said he ain't never runnin' out, he got a brick farm
First kit, I spent forty thousand, guess I'm doin' good
Fell in love with zaza, now them Perkys is my favorite drug
Should be embarrassed what you poured up in the pop, we pourin' eights and up
Pulled out, I bust straight on her nose, fucked her facial up
Primo hit me with this slow as beat, and fucked my style up
Rio let me put on all the chains, I almost drowned one
Ran out of Newports, fuck it, fire a Black and Mild up
I'm doing good but backed up on taxes, I never filed once