James Tonic – Day Off (feat. Gunna) Lyrics

James Tonic – Day Off (feat. Gunna) Lyrics
Day Off
James Tonic (feat. Gunna)
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    "Day Off." - James Tonic (feat. Gunna)

    Album: Day Off (feat. Gunna) - Single
    Track No: 01
    (Lens)
    Ay
    They put out a hit, listen up, tell your squad your name is on it
    I fucked up the game, everybody wants feats, I get sick of it (uh)
    My money, my team at the top of the game you accepted it ('way)
    Everybody on your team is leeching off of what you get
    Tell your mama to duck out my shots next thing on my ex waiting list
    20 million a week, not my highest
    But my thickest bitch is jumping on me
    Asking me if I'm ready for a diet
    I won't eat your pussy I'ma try it, I'ma kill it, yeah, ay
    When we buy out the club and I call out your bitch she wants to suck me off
    I traded a lot of that money, explain it's a take off
    Woo
    Look up, ay (ay)
    I'm always right here workin', looking down, lookin' at you like you fell off
    Always trap with the team I don't call the shots, they make sure my sins don't go up
    That tally my rally, you fucked up that sally, you always way off
    When I ask for my money, it's now not later, and I bet you gon' pay it off
    With that money, me and my team, we hit the playoffs, I don't do no day off
    With that money, me and my team, we hit the playoffs, I don't do no day off
    With that money, me and my team, we hit the playoffs, I don't do no day off
    With that money, me and my team hit the playoffs, we don't take a day off (we don't take a day off)
    With that money, me and my team hit the playoffs, we don't take a day off (we don't take a day off)
    With that money, me and my team hit the playoffs, we don't take a day off (day off)
    Oh (don't take a day off)
    Woke up with three hoes, I'm a player
    That's my city, I'm some' like the mayor
    We got cash in that bag by the Lizzo's
    I've been stacking this shit up like layers (layers)
    I'm just living it up, got codeine in my cup
    I've been drinking this muddy and it's real raw
    I heard he bankrupt, thought he put that shit on
    Had to tell him, "Boy, you got that shit off" (shit off)
    Ran out the car, cut their route off
    Catching plays on the field call me Deion
    Never seen this shit, this ain't a re-run
    I got ice on me, colder than Freon
    I hopped on a jet and I land in Montreal
    I see they on the same one that we on
    We ball like the play-offs and don't take a day off
    Like 365, ****, we on
    Woo
    Look out, ay (ay)
    I'm always right here workin', looking down, lookin' at you like you fell off
    Always trap with the team I don't call the shots, they make sure my sins don't go up
    That tally my rally, you fucked up that sally, you always way off
    When I ask for my money, it's now not later, and I bet you gon' pay it off
    With that money, me and my team, we hit the playoffs, I don't do no day off
    With that money, me and my team, we hit the playoffs, I don't do no day off
    With that money, me and my team, we hit the playoffs, I don't do no day off

    Writer(s): James William Awad & Sergio Kitchens.

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