Aye Day Pay Day

Aye

Aye day, pay day

Counting a quarter million

I was a poor civilian

I used to stress about a bitch

Now I ignore the feelings

Now I don't record the feelings (No)

Now I'm gon' ball for healing

Now I got money from floor to ceiling

I am for sure resilient

She givin' that brain

I am for sure, she brilliant

Aye, I put a resort on billin'

This ain't at all the Hilton (No, not at all)

And you don't want more, we ign'ant

And we resort to killing

Uh, ain't no superheroes, bitch, we all the villains

Man, fuck all opinions

I'm takin' all the womens

Put on her long Brazilian

Fuck her from wall to window

The money was callin', callin'

Had to abort the mission (I'm out)

Ooh, aye day, pay day

Just blew a half a brick (Okay)

On some new dapper shit (Okay)

Brand new Gucci Star

Had to go crash the shit

Champagne in a glass and shit

On some real classy shit

Aye, and we don't lack for shit

My shoota's gon' blast for shit

Uh, she ain't gotta ask for dick

I fuck her on accident

Aye, I like a conceited bitch

She like that I'm arrogant (Okay)

Uh, still on that trapper shit

Two blocks in the cabinets (Bop, bop)

Uh, got a bank account in my mattresses (Okay)

So, when I fuck my bitch

It's a little more passionate (I love you)

Uh, I'm icing her out, she icing me out

Free style get shit (Okay)

Uh, put Tito on a pistol and shot go boom

Straight maxed that shit (Boom-boom)

Aye, aye day pay day

Counting the price of a Lamb'

I should go buy me a Lamb'

But I'ma flip this, if I'ma spend this

I'ma go buy me some land

Oh, are you a stand up guy?

Well, pussy, you can die where you stand (Bop-bop)

Better think twice, lil' man

Aye tuck that, this big lil' ice my man (This big ice)

Oh, you can't afford this? (No)

This rich price, lil' man (Big price)

She shakin' her ass like dice in her hands (Shake that ass, shake that ass)

Aye, her **** pulled up to the club

Now she outside fighting her man (Damn)

Now I feel bad 'cause I was really planning on piping her down (Damn)

You know these hoes is loose

They be all taped up, man (Taped up)

OG got me fried

Feel like my mind in a pan

Uh, counting this guap in my hand

Tellin' my guys we gotta expand

Aye

It's aye day, pay day

(Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up)

Aye day, pay day (Count it up, count it up, count it up)

(Count it up, count it up)

Aye day, pay day

(Count it up, aye)