aCeGodsGrandpa - Day Drinking Lyrics

I know I know
I know I know I know
I know I know I know
And you don't wanna die
And that's clearly true
You think I'm telling all lies
Until I'm right behind you
We pop a lid and we dip
They know I'm running outside
For the 187 once again
I'm only coming outside
To go put the pain on your friends
Now let's be clear
I get around oh
Eastside, Westside, north and the south
Running down on a chicken when it's clucking about
I'm in the whip late night trying to figure your route today, today
I wasn't going to ride around drinking about it slide him down thinking on it now
I know I wasn't going ride around drinking about it
Slide him down I'm think about it now
Whoa, Woe
Whoa, Woe
Dry fire empty
My family the Addams I'm rolling with Wednesday
He come in a pat him while palming a switchblade
Look at my old ho the bitch can't forget me
Talking to god like can you forgive me
Then I forget and keep selling fifties
Coming in slow when I move in ya city
Loading a pole and unloading it quickly
Fuck strapped up my boots
Up a new blik on your block with the troops
Squeezing your orange and removing the juice
We're shooting like Melo before in the 'cuse
Yessir yessir
Popping a pound on your pops
And applying the pressure the pressure
Still feel like alphabet bits
Around your bitch and I letter I let her
On the rundown once again with my grip and my steppers my steppers
I wasn't going to ride around drinking about it
Slide him down thinking on it now
I know I wasn't going ride around drinking about it
Slide him down I'm thinking about it now
I wasn't going to ride around drinking about it
Slide him down thinking on it now
I know I wasn't going ride around drinking about it
Slide him down I'm thinking about it now
Ace whoa, woe
Whoa woe

I know I know
I know I know I know
I know I know I know
And you don't wanna die
And that's clearly true
You think I'm telling all lies
Until I'm right behind you
We pop a lid and we dip
They know I'm running outside
For the 187 once again
I'm only coming outside
To go put the pain on your friends
Now let's be clear
I get around oh
Eastside, Westside, north and the south
Running down on a chicken when it's clucking about
I'm in the whip late night trying to figure your route today, today
I wasn't going to ride around drinking about it slide him down thinking on it now
I know I wasn't going ride around drinking about it
Slide him down I'm think about it now
Whoa, Woe
Whoa, Woe
Dry fire empty
My family the Addams I'm rolling with Wednesday
He come in a pat him while palming a switchblade
Look at my old ho the bitch can't forget me
Talking to god like can you forgive me
Then I forget and keep selling fifties
Coming in slow when I move in ya city
Loading a pole and unloading it quickly
Fuck strapped up my boots
Up a new blik on your block with the troops
Squeezing your orange and removing the juice
We're shooting like Melo before in the 'cuse
Yessir yessir
Popping a pound on your pops
And applying the pressure the pressure
Still feel like alphabet bits
Around your bitch and I letter I let her
On the rundown once again with my grip and my steppers my steppers
I wasn't going to ride around drinking about it
Slide him down thinking on it now
I know I wasn't going ride around drinking about it
Slide him down I'm thinking about it now
I wasn't going to ride around drinking about it
Slide him down thinking on it now
I know I wasn't going ride around drinking about it
Slide him down I'm thinking about it now
Ace whoa, woe
Whoa woe