Bad Day

[Verse 1]

Some people wake up late, I wake up mad late
All the time hungover, it’s a sad state
I love liquor, she my [bad word] and her [bad word] great
But I don’t remember anything from our last date
I wipe the sleep from my eyes and I peep my phone
Twenty texts, thirty calls, just leave me alone
My head pounding like crazy, I need some Patron
That’s the hair of the dog, god need a bone
Kiss my mama on the cheek, she look beautiful
(Vinnie you’re a mess, what I’m gonna do with you?)
I know you cooking something
(Yeah, I made some food for you
Managut, bragol, and some brigutte too)
I told you wild times ma I don’t f**k with pork
Please pass the lucatelli and a bunch of salt
The phone ring, it’s the police but who would’ve thought?
This m***********g pig telling me I’m due in court

[Chorus]

Every time I feel this s**t is going my way
Something come along and f**k up my day
I had a rhyme in my mind now there’s nothing to say
And cousin that just [bad word] up my day

Driving down the block someone cut in my way
That s**t went and [bad word] up my day
Rap critics, they always got something to say
I would never let that f**k up my day

[Verse 2]

I don’t know where the f**k I’m at today
I drank a couple of bottles, I guess I have to pay
This [bad word] laying next me, she look like Cassius Clay
Gotta get outta here before she asks me to stay
I don’t know how I got here in the first place
She had a banging body but she had the worst face
I guess I act like an animal, I deserve hate
She must’ve lured me in with white like she was third base
It ain’t hard to convince me to do some dumb s**t
Especially when I’m on that get high and drunk s**t
That’s why Vinnie always end up with a dumb [bad word] The only thing I’m never on is on some punk s**t
I’m on the other side of town and I’m walking dolo
Panerai watch, Gucci kicks, lots of Polo
Goons ran up on the kid, put the gat to my dome
I was caught slipping, I left the ratchet at home

[Chorus]