What the f*ck (what)
Calling every bluff cause how the f*ck they think they first place
Talking like it's up but shouldna said shit in the first place
Swear I cannot make it up how they be missing, it's a cold case
Not even on my what, on my what
On my worst day
The shit I do on Tuesdays what they doing on they birthdays
Don't want hear no excuses, please excuse me bitch I'm boldface
My movements start confusion how I'm coolin' at my own pace
Bad vibes I'm shruggin' em off
Shit ain't change like pitching cane damn boy sugar is raw
Ticking pain, I can't be chained, too much been pissing me off
Leave me lone, I don't want no problems, the trigger want finger stay off
Bathed in comme, the homme and the prada, know road the leather is soft
Give up the sauce, I think not
Ask her why she wanna cool me off she said because I'm hot
Shit just dropped, think I wanna blow this check that I just got
I'm f*cking it off
Client connection, electronic calls, what's really in store, I don't go in stores
Stylish perception, iconic falls, talk about cost, don't care bout cost
Know that I got it, it don't fit in pockets, these rockets type stocky, they bigger than ross
The hottest of topics, the product can't shop it, the f*ck is a friend, can't kick it like cross
Prolly fly somewhere tropic, the shotmaker shot it, the world is my endz til its not anymore
What the f*ck (what)
Calling every bluff cause how the f*ck they think they first place
Talking like it's up but shouldna said shit in the first place
Cannot make it up how they be missing it's a cold case
Swear I cannot make it up how they be missing, it's a
Not even on my what, on my what
On my worst day
The shit I do on Tuesdays what they doing on they birthdays
Don't wan hear no excuses, please excuse me bitch I'm boldface
My movements start confusion how I'm coolin' at my own pace, yea
Carlito SF - ON MY WORST DAY Lyrics
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What the f*ck (what)
Calling every bluff cause how the f*ck they think they first place
Talking like it's up but shouldna said shit in the first place
Swear I cannot make it up how they be missing, it's a cold case
Not even on my what, on my what
On my worst day
The shit I do on Tuesdays what they doing on they birthdays
Don't want hear no excuses, please excuse me bitch I'm boldface
My movements start confusion how I'm coolin' at my own pace
Bad vibes I'm shruggin' em off
Shit ain't change like pitching cane damn boy sugar is raw
Ticking pain, I can't be chained, too much been pissing me off
Leave me lone, I don't want no problems, the trigger want finger stay off
Bathed in comme, the homme and the prada, know road the leather is soft
Give up the sauce, I think not
Ask her why she wanna cool me off she said because I'm hot
Shit just dropped, think I wanna blow this check that I just got
I'm f*cking it off
Client connection, electronic calls, what's really in store, I don't go in stores
Stylish perception, iconic falls, talk about cost, don't care bout cost
Know that I got it, it don't fit in pockets, these rockets type stocky, they bigger than ross
The hottest of topics, the product can't shop it, the f*ck is a friend, can't kick it like cross
Prolly fly somewhere tropic, the shotmaker shot it, the world is my endz til its not anymore
What the f*ck (what)
Calling every bluff cause how the f*ck they think they first place
Talking like it's up but shouldna said shit in the first place
Cannot make it up how they be missing it's a cold case
Swear I cannot make it up how they be missing, it's a
Not even on my what, on my what
On my worst day
The shit I do on Tuesdays what they doing on they birthdays
Don't wan hear no excuses, please excuse me bitch I'm boldface
My movements start confusion how I'm coolin' at my own pace, yea
Calling every bluff cause how the f*ck they think they first place
Talking like it's up but shouldna said shit in the first place
Swear I cannot make it up how they be missing, it's a cold case
Not even on my what, on my what
On my worst day
The shit I do on Tuesdays what they doing on they birthdays
Don't want hear no excuses, please excuse me bitch I'm boldface
My movements start confusion how I'm coolin' at my own pace
Bad vibes I'm shruggin' em off
Shit ain't change like pitching cane damn boy sugar is raw
Ticking pain, I can't be chained, too much been pissing me off
Leave me lone, I don't want no problems, the trigger want finger stay off
Bathed in comme, the homme and the prada, know road the leather is soft
Give up the sauce, I think not
Ask her why she wanna cool me off she said because I'm hot
Shit just dropped, think I wanna blow this check that I just got
I'm f*cking it off
Client connection, electronic calls, what's really in store, I don't go in stores
Stylish perception, iconic falls, talk about cost, don't care bout cost
Know that I got it, it don't fit in pockets, these rockets type stocky, they bigger than ross
The hottest of topics, the product can't shop it, the f*ck is a friend, can't kick it like cross
Prolly fly somewhere tropic, the shotmaker shot it, the world is my endz til its not anymore
What the f*ck (what)
Calling every bluff cause how the f*ck they think they first place
Talking like it's up but shouldna said shit in the first place
Cannot make it up how they be missing it's a cold case
Swear I cannot make it up how they be missing, it's a
Not even on my what, on my what
On my worst day
The shit I do on Tuesdays what they doing on they birthdays
Don't wan hear no excuses, please excuse me bitch I'm boldface
My movements start confusion how I'm coolin' at my own pace, yea
Writer: Jamal Peterson
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