Day 1 Songtext
von Hotboy Wes

Locked in the cell when I′m in my miss
(Elite got that heat)
Locked in the cell when I'm in my miss
(Aprunthatcheck)
For real, nigga, en route, nigga
Maximum security, nigga (YOUNGJUICYCASH)
Final plug

Locked in the cell when I′m in my miss
Out there, band on my hand, I'ma diss
Ain't no pitcher, I ain′t have no litter
Covered my stone, I ain′t have no cheddar
Shoppin' in the house, they ain′t have no X
Fresh out the county, I ain't have no whip
Straight from the block, can′t stop my bliss
Push start Coupe, pull up, my section


How you call a nigga your day one dawg
When ounces caught, no cameras, yeah (cameras)
How you call a nigga your day one dawg
Put to killin', bae, got your partner, baby (got your partner, baby)
How you call a nigga your day one dawg
When it′s time for the spin, you ain't get in the car (what?)
How you call a nigga your day one dawg
When it's time for the sting, you ain′t ready for war (pow-pow-pow)

My brothers, my brothers
My people, my people, my opps, my opps
If you beefin′ with him, then we beefin' with them
Ain′t no clickin' up, you can get shot (hop out), yeah
Trappin′ hard in my section (section)
In a foreign car I can't spell correctly (correctly)
At my mama′s house, it was hectic
Tapes in the VCR, watchin' Billy, yeah (Billy)
They don't know about the pain ya nigga had to conquer (conquer)
Thuggin′ in the bottom, stealin′ dollars from my mama (from my mama)
Steady poppin' pills so I can deal with my conscious (with my conscious)
Every day I′m thinkin' ′bout my youngin', he went (he went) under

Drop top Coupe, give a fuck about the focus (skrrt)
Glock in my jeans, ya nigga need no men (no men)
We gonna bring the beef to his door like DoorDash (DoorDash)
Can′t stop now, I'ma grind, need more cash (cash)


I'm with the shooters
ain′t no recruitin′ (bang)
I'm with the same crew (two hunnid)
Bitches gon′ change too, niggas gon' change too
Benjamin change blue (bitch)
Bitches gon′ change too, niggas gon' change too
Benjamin change blue
Don′t let it change you
Don't let it (don't let it) change you

Young nigga trappin′ out the breezeway (trappin′)
Turn a traffic stop to a speed chase (speed chase)
Tract house, get lost, speed race (race)
Keep a gun, I was born in three states (gang)

Can't catch me (can′t catch me), SRT (SRT)
Super Unleaded, my gasoline (skrrt)
Used to jack off with the Vaseline (euuugh)
Locked up in that cell with a bag of beans (bag of beans)
I'ma turn me a trap into a trapoline (trap)
If I throw up a four, that′s my faculty (faculty)
If you reach for my throat, that's a casualty (casualty)
In the trenches, I′m out where the rappers be (geeked)
All I had was a Glock 19 and a bag full of rocks and an AT&T (jump!)
Young nigga started from the bottom with his hands on a chopper
Now he's trappin' out an Airbnb
These niggas flyin′, hella bodies, they gonna rock
And when they see me on the scene, they don′t need me speak (euugh)
Signed a record deal, still trappin' these streets (trappin′)
Real street nigga, get a bird for a fee

Locked in the cell when I'm in my miss
Out there, band on my hand, I′ma diss
Ain't no pitcher, I ain′t have no litter
Covered my stone, I ain't have no cheddar
Shoppin' in the house, they ain′t have no X
Fresh out the county, I ain′t have no whip
Straight from the block, can't stop my bliss
Push start Coupe, pull up, my section (my section)