Carlos Bandana & Vic Van Gogh - My Day

Driving sideways, head boppin' on the highway
Give a fuck about a Friday bitch its my day
Driving sideways, head boppin' on the highway
Gve a fuck about a Friday bitch its my day
Crew walk in its about to be some god shit
Bad bitches bout to link up a blonde bitch
Life is sweet boy I always had a sweet tooth
Its 9 o'clock wear them panties that are see-through
Thats the regula plan for a spectacular man, holla if you see me
Driving sideways, head boppin' on the highway
Give a fuck about a Friday bitch its my day
Driving sideways, head boppin' on the highway
Give a fuck about a Friday bitch its my day
Not wasting time no chasing dimes cuz time is money so I rhyme for dimes
The way you follow you's a sheep, Im in the lab while you asleep
I keep it real they call it deep
Mofucka Im a god, Im a G
I might OD Smokin weed therapy, on the Cali recipe
MPA, Money, Pussy, Alcohol I treat my bitch like she a doll
Im a drug and without me she withdraw
Mofucka stay and then I fall
Small wins, big progress, this the mofuckin' brwn boi process
Take the nails out ya eyelids, you know I get
When Im on that Miley Cyrus, Im talkin white bitch
LSD drops in my iris like Im a zombie
In the hood they know about me like Top Ramen
Psychadelic rap music this shit is so therapeutic
If you aint a part of the movement I think you should keep it movin
I got this I get it groovin I change any mood that you in
To positivity doin stay healthy hydration fluid
We goin stupidd nigga
Driving sideways, head boppin' on the highway
Give a fuck about a Friday bitch its my day
Driving sideways, head boppin' on the highway
Give a fuck about a Friday bitch its my day

Written by:
Carlos Ortega, Hector Rodriguez, Victor De La Torre Jr

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