No bad days, yeah I think that I'm lucky, I don't got it made Everything I got could fit inside a suitcase Yeah, they could try to make me quit Yeah, stay in your lane, you ain't on my road trippin' It's kinda funny, people throwin' shade I'm just doin' me, I don't got no bad days Yeah, they could try to make me quit Yeah, stay in your lane, yeah, we off that bullshit Top back 85, that's the way we like to drive Doin' donuts, all the neighbors know it's here, we outside Look alive, the freaks of the city, they come out at night Fuck a line, bad vibe, ready, 1989 Time to show off, I'm so Warhol So sophisticated, life is bitchin', baby Velvet rope, I'm duckin', lookin' regal When I come in in a pea coat, it's so London I'll be leavin' with the Duchess, I know city, fuck it up Yeah, yeah, yeah, here for one night, stay a month Yeah, yeah, yeah, spend my whole life on a bus Yeah, yeah, yeah, showtime, run it up Nobody wanna say goodbye We just wanna stay up, that's right Don't gotta say goodnight If you never wake up Yeah, yeah, yeah, I think that I'm lucky I don't got it made Everything I got could fit inside a suitcase Yeah, they could try to make me quit Yeah, stay in your lane, you ain't on my road trippin' It's kinda funny, people throwin' shade I'm just doin' me, I don't got no bad days Yeah, they could try to make me quit Yeah, stay in your lane, yeah, we off that bullshit Damn, baby girl, who got you smilin' like that? Like, where your man at? Send me your gram, you know I'ma file it right back And I'm the same without my friends Just cause we came up out them benches I take first to track the plaque And take that plaque back to the trenches I do big-time rush, she like them boys with the bands I do big-time numbers, ninety-four, it's in my hand I ain't packed this day till Monday But we goin' with the plan Twenty-two, I ran this summer Guess we doin' it again, yeah, yeah Two full cups, no rhymin', ayy Who pulled up, who hoppin', ayy One hand up, you slidin', ayy Last hand up, you drivin', ayy My four diamonds parked the whip on Get my drip on, bitch, I'm stylish Stuck my shirts on sockets These pockets designer, I said I think that I'm lucky I don't got it made Everything I got could fit inside a suitcase Yeah, they could try to make me quit Yeah, stay in your lane, you ain't on my road trippin' It's kinda funny, people throwin' shade I'm just doin' me, I don't got no bad days Yeah, they could try to make me quit Yeah, stay in your lane, yeah, we off that bullshit We off We off We off We off