Lyrics to Modern Day
Lucky such a loner
My nigga on fuck shit
Man, free my nigga, man
Riding 'round with them bands
Ain't nobody gon take your man
We saw 12 so you know we got to dashing
Smoking dope, swear I got a fucking passion
Been had swag I ain't doing this for fashion
I rob yo' ass if you niggas get to flashing
Swear to god my stomach hurt, man, I just popped a perky
And I tried to quit the lean but I went cold turkey
Uh, I'm smoking on Gushers
Got to burn, nigga, just like Usher
Yo' bitch she get under the cover
Louis fit or the fuckin' Undercover
I love this money like you loving your mother
Traphouse, man, just hit the buzzer
I took your main bitch, no rubber
She is a lame bitch, I can't trust her
[?] you a mofuckin' buster
I'm selling gas, man, I got new customers
Big bands when I'm counting up members
I'm on the Southside
Riding 'round and I got the vibe
Too shell, I believe I could fly
Chain glowing like fireflies
Bad bitch she a [?]
I'm having this shit my way
With Beezy posted on Gangway
Me and my plug and my nigga on 3-way
We finna find out where the plug stay
My nigga, they riding around with them baby 'K's
I'm ducking 12 and you know I got away
My niggas they riding around with them doorways
Everything gon be okay
I'm smoking exotic, nigga, it's from the Bay
I'm toting them big guns, Tay-K
I'm fucking the hood bitch, her name Shay
I'm serving them junkies in the A
Bitch, I'm a junkie, modern-day
I text your girlfriend every day
I'm serving them bricks, nigga, [?]
I'm in the traphouse, we go cray
Bitch, I'm a junkie, modern-day
I text your girlfriend every day
Bitch, I'm a junkie, modern-day
I text your girlfriend every day
Bitch, I'm a junkie, modern-day
I text your girlfriend every day
Bitch, I'm a junkie, modern-day
I text your girlfriend every day
My nigga on fuck shit
Man, free my nigga, man
Riding 'round with them bands
Ain't nobody gon take your man
We saw 12 so you know we got to dashing
Smoking dope, swear I got a fucking passion
Been had swag I ain't doing this for fashion
I rob yo' ass if you niggas get to flashing
Swear to god my stomach hurt, man, I just popped a perky
And I tried to quit the lean but I went cold turkey
Uh, I'm smoking on Gushers
Got to burn, nigga, just like Usher
Yo' bitch she get under the cover
Louis fit or the fuckin' Undercover
I love this money like you loving your mother
Traphouse, man, just hit the buzzer
I took your main bitch, no rubber
She is a lame bitch, I can't trust her
[?] you a mofuckin' buster
I'm selling gas, man, I got new customers
Big bands when I'm counting up members
I'm on the Southside
Riding 'round and I got the vibe
Too shell, I believe I could fly
Chain glowing like fireflies
Bad bitch she a [?]
I'm having this shit my way
With Beezy posted on Gangway
Me and my plug and my nigga on 3-way
We finna find out where the plug stay
My nigga, they riding around with them baby 'K's
I'm ducking 12 and you know I got away
My niggas they riding around with them doorways
Everything gon be okay
I'm smoking exotic, nigga, it's from the Bay
I'm toting them big guns, Tay-K
I'm fucking the hood bitch, her name Shay
I'm serving them junkies in the A
Bitch, I'm a junkie, modern-day
I text your girlfriend every day
I'm serving them bricks, nigga, [?]
I'm in the traphouse, we go cray
Bitch, I'm a junkie, modern-day
I text your girlfriend every day
Bitch, I'm a junkie, modern-day
I text your girlfriend every day
Bitch, I'm a junkie, modern-day
I text your girlfriend every day
Bitch, I'm a junkie, modern-day
I text your girlfriend every day