Today's a Good Day (feat. Wiz Khalifa)

Stevie and Yace kill the beat

We do what we want (Want)

You do what they say (Say)

We tryna get money baby

Laughin' to the bank like

Ha-ha-ha (Ha-ha-ha)

Today's a good day (Yeah)

Fuck what's goin' on

Man, a **** gettin' paid (Paid)

Twenties, fifties, hunnids (Hunnids)

She on that pole tryna pay her way through college (Yeah)

Go and get yo' money baby

Ha-ha-ha

Today's a good day (Uh-huh)

Fuck what's goin' on

Man, a **** gettin' paid (Paid)

I made twenty racks off them twenty packs (Twenty packs)

(I did)

I spent twenty racks flyin' there and back

(Flyin' there and back)

(I did)

She just wanna fuck, don't wanna get attached

(Don't wanna get attached)

(She don't)

She just wanna fuck 'cause I'm to the max (Max, max)

(To the max)

Just so you know I got that package on the way now

(On the way now)

I think I trust her, I can fuck her where I stay now

(My house, my house)

You know I gotta count the money 'fore I lay down

(Count it up)

'Cause in the morning, I wake up

They're makin' plays now

Yeah (Yeah)

And you know I gotta get the money ****

I'ma get it, get it (Get it, get it)

And lil' woadie man, I can't be fuckin' with you man

If he ain't with it (He ain't with it)

And lil' shawty baby can't be comin' with us girl

If she ain't with it (If she ain't with it)

'Cause at any minute

****, I'ma blow this bitch up

We do what we want (Want)

You do what they say (Say)

We tryna get money baby

Laughin' to the bank like

Ha-ha-ha (Ha-ha-ha)

Today's a good day (Yeah)

Fuck what's goin' on

Man, a **** gettin' paid (Paid)

Twenties, fifties, hunnids (Hunnids)

She on that pole tryna pay her way through college (Yeah)

Go and get yo' money baby

Ha-ha-ha

Today's a good day (Uh-huh)

Fuck what's goin' on

Man, a **** gettin' paid (Paid)

Trigger for the money (For the money)

7 Up, double cup for the muddy (Lean)

Pimpin', I could sell a snow bunny (Pimp, pimp)

Got juice with the D, no Sunny (Aye)

On my way to the A just to meet Sonny (Aye)

I just do it for my youngins and the fiends buggin' (My youngins)

Wake up e'ry day, I'm chasin' hunnids (Gettin' it)

Montpierre, I'm ok when I'm road runnin' (Go)

Listen to me youngin', might learn somethin' (What?)

I ain't never had a **** teach me nothin' (Nah)

Young **** and my address 800 (800)

Easter Pink in my drink, I ain't egg huntin' (Lean)

Mini-MAC, all black with the beam button (Brrah)

We just came for the bitches, no mean muggin' (Nah)

E'rytime on the scene you know I bring luggage (You know it)

The Rock drop when he smell what Jimmy G's cookin' (Cookin')

It's just too fun to be a young **** (Young ****)

She want to swallow my sons **** (My cum ****)

Watch all them **** that run with 'em (Them young ****)

Them be the **** don't fuck with you (Fuck ****)

Draco, it came with a drum **** (Brrah)

You cannot eat when we want dinner (Nah)

I cannot lie, I'm a syrup sipper (Yeah)

I give the ones to the new strippers (Yeah)

We do what we want (Want)

You do what they say (Say)

We tryna get money baby

Laughin' to the bank like

Ha-ha-ha (Ha-ha-ha)

Today's a good day (Yeah)

Fuck what's goin' on

Man, a **** gettin' paid (Paid)

Twenties, fifties, hunnids (Hunnids)

She on that pole tryna pay her way through college (Yeah)

Go and get yo' money baby

Ha-ha-ha

Today's a good day (Uh-huh)

Fuck what's goin' on

(Uh)

Man, a **** gettin' paid (Paid)

(Yeah, yeah)

Leave it to me, I'ma get a weed degree

I made it and I blame it all on the streets

Taught me how to hustle when I needed to eat

Even gave me a place to sleep

Now mami callin' for that late night creep

I tried to tell 'em that I'm so unique

Now I get paid every day of the week

That money talks so we hardly speak

I never leave unless my job complete

And keep some Chuck Taylors on my feet

My team always on point

Like a pair of cleats

My homies do what they want without a care or need

If you don't wanna crash, they got a careful speed

The situation ain't right, then be prepared to leave

I'm only here to please

Gang, gang

Khalifa Man, you already know what it is

(You already know what it is)

My **** Hardo, my **** Jimmy Wopo

Trapnese, you know what this thing is man

Pittsburgh

And if you muhfuckers ain't gettin' your cake

I feel bad for y'all

Matter of fact, that's your motherfuckin' fault

'Cause my **** gon' eat

4-1-2

Let's go