Day One (Outro)

[Intro]

Yeah, 17

I was outside, fly as a jet

[Verse]

17 years old, I'm flyin' on a Jet

Bust down, bust down, Audemars Piguet

Tryna get the bag, I was goin' OT, baby

Trappin' with mud in the Phantom, 150 thousand in Atlanta

Double G's what I'm steppin' on

I ain't ever had shit, I want my racks long

Gotta get it out the mud, I was trappin' out the bando

They been wantin' to see me fall, red bottom what I land on

Fell in love with shawty, but she wasn't enough for me

'Cause I be ridin' in my 10-speed

Nigga, tell me what the lick read

I was servin' down on 10th Street

I wanted me the Louis V bag, so I fucked around and bought it

Got a new apartment, Hermès carpet

I just wanna be the motivation for my young nigga

Out here tryna get it

Focus on your babe (uh huh, yeah-yeah)

Fuck these bitches

I just got off the phone with my young nigga

He said, "Roddy 'bout to go number one, nigga"

I been tryna get the money for appeal

Gotta stay down for your day ones, nigga