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Yeat - Good Day Lyrics

Good Day Lyrics
“Good Day” is an unreleased song by Yeat, first previewed on 06/29/2021 on a now expired Instagram story, and was leaked in full quality on 12/25/2021.[Intro]
Ya, ya
I'm tryna have a good day
I’m tryna have a good day
Don't hit me up, no way
(Yo Luca, where you at?)

[Chorus]
I'm tryna have a good day today (Yeah)
Tryna wake up and then take me the X and take me a Perc’ to the face (Yeah, bootup)
I need like double that, I need a duffle bag, I need some sloppy-woppy, need the face (Yeah)
I keep the shh on the bedside (Shh), all of mine flawless, no S.I (Yeah)
Tony Montana call Miami Heat on this bitch, gotta ball like the scouts out (Yaya)
Had to go back to the chop-chop, bitch give me wop-wop inside the drop top
Bitch got a crop-top on, take them tits out, yeah
Go hit every time I ain't miss, ahh (Yeah)
I'm okay no I won't miss, no
Back on the Percocet, Oxycodone (Yeah)

[Verse]
Yeah, I'm in LA, yeah, the sun out (Hills)
I was just down bad, now I'm up now (Up)
I just get high, make an album, I don't got no plans, don't got no rollout (Small pill)
They gon’ need a lil’ 30 milligram, tall money
I can go up any minute now
(Up, up, up, up, up, up, up) Every day, Yeat going up (Up)
Every time that I talk to my pockets, they be tellin' me, yeah, that they doubled up (I’m proud of ya)
I'm steady, just tryna have a good day, but this bitch keep on fuckin' it up (Yeah, lil thotty, yeah)
I got the Cullinan, I got the big body, I got the Tonka, I got the truck
I be so high all the time, I don't know how to feel, ugh
You said you wouldn’t lie, you wanna rent a mil'?
Got all fresh hunnids, got blue bills, uh
I had to sell 'fore I bought the Trackhawk
On to the black top, bitch, I been shippin' this Za', I'm a transport
I'm in my bag, bitch, I'm a JanSport
We going up and we take no one's bad sport
I score in the bank like I hit off the backboard
You just be cap in your rap, learn to act more
If you come knock on my door, need a password
Number (N)ine skull on the tee, got the patchwork
Pray on her knees when she with me like a pastor
Z65, but the new coupe faster
Rockin' Margielly, 'cause we be some bastards (Ahh)

[Chorus]
I'm tryna have a good day today (Yeah)
Tryna wake up and then take me the X, and take me a Perc' to the face (Yeah, bootup)
I need like double that, I need a duffle bag, I need some sloppy-woppy, need the face (Yeah)
I keep the shh on the bedside (Shh), all of mine flawless, no S.I (Yeah)
Tony Montana call Miami Heat on this bitch, gotta ball like the scouts out (Yaya)
Had to go back to the chop-chop, bitch give me wop-wop inside the drop top
Bitch got a crop-top on, take them tits out, yeah
Go hit every time I ain't miss, ahh (Yeah)
I'm okay no I won't miss, no
Back on the Percocet, Oxycodone (Yeah)