Yung Filly & Chip – Day 2 Day (Instrumental) (Prod. By Jay Weathers & Ransom Beatz)

[Intro: Yung Filly]
It’s the glow
Why am I surprised she wanted to know?
Keep on diggin’ for your shit, you ain’t gettin’ no gold
I can count how many times I wanted to know (Ransom got that sauce, innit?)
She wonder what I do on my day-to-day
Ain’t a hero for these hoes, I won’t save the day
I’ll just pick and choose like I’m Flavor Flav
Is your eyes on me or my─

[Verse 1: Yung Fully]
Uh, I told ’em already
Steady icin’ on me, all I need is the cherry
Chevy ready baby, fillin’ it, lay with it
Coochie wetty-wetty ready to play with it
I’m so sorry, I’m so solid, I’m heavyweight
I’m very late, it’s all courtesy of the Mary Jane
Remembеr viewin’ the Meditеrranean
Had a baddie on my arm and she said she Canadian (Ow)
Brown skin and she lookin’ Arabian (Wow)
Body out of this world, it’s a alien (How?)
Fuck it up then I tell her to go, toast
Gotta save me this brick, yes, I need me a loaf
Had to glow the family up, so they’re litter than me
My bank stack gettin’ taller, it’s bigger than me
I shout facts, doggy that ain’t a figure of speech
I celebrate, I’m gettin’ wavy, I’m feelin’ Marine
[Chorus: Yung Filly]
She witnessed the glow
Why am I surprised she wanted to know?
Keep on diggin’ for your shit, you ain’t gettin’ no gold
I can count how many times I wanted to know
Is your eyes on me or my bread? (My bread)
She wonder what I do on my day-to-day
Ain’t a hero for these hoes, I won’t save the day (Won’t save)
I’ll just pick and choose like I’m Flavor Flav (Are your eyes on me or my bread?)

[Verse 2: Chip]
She never been on a yacht, she wan’ do it on a boat
But would she do it on the bus? Would she ride if I was broke?
Lil’ baddie lost for words, just wanna choke on the goat
Magic touch on my meat, it might turn into a bone
She just wanna snap anytime she in my settings
True, I take her places, by herself she wouldn’t get in
This life chose me, can’t say I chose it
Still part that ocean with the stick like Moses
Bust a lot of people out, couldn’t say it was worth it, ah
Bust a lot of people out, couldn’t say deserve it
Pocket watchin’ friends get cut when they surface
I ain’t sayin’ I’m perfect, but I know this verse is
I hit my friends spots, I ain’t really a clubber
When you’re lit like Chip, gotta walk with the rubber
Thinkin’ ’bout my future, rappin’ on this feature
Only time I don’t wear my gloves if she a keeper
I’m not tryna do a Future
I don’t want seven baby mums, just give me one that makes the curry goat and rice nice
I’m lookin’ back on my journey, It’s been a right ride
I don’t even like rides
Super nice with syllables, I still ain’t reach my pinnacle, but I don’t really like heights
Rap scene, my theme park, only gyal ride on me darg
You hear a caption in my lyrics, you can keep it
It’s London boy, but I’m here with Filly on my Meek shit
[Chorus: Yung Filly]
She witnessed the glow
Why am I surprised she wanted to know?
Keep on diggin’ for your shit, you ain’t gettin’ no gold
I can count how many times I wanted to know
Is your eyes on me or my bread? (My bread)
She wonder what I do on my day-to-day
Ain’t a hero for these hoes, I won’t save the day (Won’t save)
I’ll just pick and choose like I’m Flavor Flav (Are your eyes on me or my bread?)

[Outro: Yung Filly]
Why am I surprised she wanted to know?
Keep on diggin’ for your shit, you ain’t gettin’ no gold
I can count how many times I wanted to know
Is your eyes on me or my bread?