Perfect Day

One way, to the coast
Chillin on a Sunday, doing the most
Chillin in my Hyundai, and idk
If I saw a mermaid huh or a ghost

She was looking okay
For a ghost
Babe can u get undressed
For the bros
I’ve been feeling possessed
Pretty gross yeah
But we can watch the sunset
Then we’ll go
Then we’ll go

And I lost my mind, my mind my my
These satellites seem out of line
And i wait for a perfect day sometimes
But you know how it goes, cuz god has shown what we ‘ready know

Tuesday, gettin lit
Chillin with my homies and my bitch
I’ll get signed to Sony when I exist
You call me a phony I’m the kid, nigga

What the fuck u know me?
Well u did yeah
I’ve been getting lonely
On the tin yeah
Mountain Dew and ronis
Take a sip yeah
Oh yeah ur my Brodie
Well who u is?
Who u is?

And I lost my mind, my mind my my
These satellites seem out of line
And i wait for a perfect day sometimes
But you know how it goes, cuz god has shown what we ‘ready know