[Verse 1: Wright Reasons]
Uh bruh, I'm gettin' all these hoes
They flockin' around me like they some f**in' crows
Yeah they like s**in' on my toes
Just kiddin' they sittin' at my shows
You know I like hangin' out with my bros
And baggin' all these a**
Yo titties so small I need a magnifying gla**
I wanna see your a**, and your titties
Too bad you part of the itty bitty tittie committee
Uh, yeah, you feel that sh**?
Feels so good when I'm lickin' on your clit
My boy Zachadelic, know what I'm sayin'?
[Hook: Rezzy Reece]
It's the day ones (x8)
[Verse 2: Captain Hiroshima; Al-Vici)
C: Shootin' up black tar h**n
Chlamydia's actin' up again
Girl, you can swallow this dick cuz I know you no vegitarian
A: Put the 9 mil to your chest, yes
Day Ones squad is the best, yes
Ridin' low in the six-four
Day Ones movin all the dope
C: Day Ones we out here collectin' the cash
Droppin' yo panties and eatin' yo a**
A: Young money makers be gettin' the cash
Lookin' for your girl and I bet she gon' smash
f** you sayin' you the realest?
Last time I checked you a real b**h
Yo p**y smell like a real fish
AK to your dome on my wish-list, yeah
C: Me and Al-Vici smoke the kush
Stackin' us rappers in the books
Just cause we from Asia don't mean we can't play ya and yo b**hes want us to smush
A: Tryna f** around with squad or nah?
Finna f** around and get shot or nah?
9 milli light up your chest
Day Ones b**h f** the rest
[Hook: Rezzy Reece]
[Verse 3: Zachadelic; Rezzy Reece]
Z: Uh-oh, I got that lean again
I got all this money that I'm tryna spend
I think of these lyrics with no pen
My squad hold it down, from now till the end
R: Shouts to the squad, shouts to the squad
We smokin' that weed and it's straight from the jar
Straight from the jar, straight from the jar
We gettin' so high we probably from Mars
Z: We on some trap sh**
You're hot so I wanna hit
Shoutout to Rocky, cause we gettin' lit
I'm wheelin' these hoes, so don't throw a fit
R: Livin' it up, livin' it up
Drinkin' my lean from a sippy cup
Seein' the b**h that I'm probably gon' f**
They wantin' the squad, we don't need no luck
Wheelin' these hoes, they askin' to s**
So deep in the p**y I think that it's stuck
[Closing enactment]
What the f** was that? Get my back Rookie Reece
I got you bruh bruh!
Jeremy change your shirt. Oh Alex, whoa!
Oh sh**, they cappin' on our a**!
They got me, they got me bruh bruh!