No bad days 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 trip and It's kind of funny, people throwing shade I'm just doing 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 us, yeah, we outside Look alive, the freaks of the city, they come out at night Fuck a line, Fab Five Freddy, 1989 Time to show off, I'm so Warhol So sophisticated, life is bitchin', baby Velvet rope, I'm duckin', looking regal when I come in And the peacoat, it's so London I'll be leavin' with a duchess, ah New city, fuck it up (yeah, yeah, yeah) Here for one night, stay a month (yeah, yeah, yeah) Spent my whole life on a bus (yeah, yeah, yeah) Show time, 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 trip and It's kind of funny, people throwing shade I'm just doing 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? Ayy, send me yo' 'Gram, you know I'ma follow right back And I'm the same with all my friendships, [?] came up off them benches I just pushed a track to plat' and took the plaque back to the trenches I said, "Big Time Rush," she like them boys with the bands I do big time numbers, now they forcin' in my hand I ain't practiced [?] Monday, but we're going with the plan '22, I ran the summer, guess we doing it again, yeah, yeah Two full cups, no ramen, hey who pulled up, who hopped in? Hey One hand up, you slidin', hey, last hand up, you drivin', hey Mouth full diamonds, parked the whip, you won't get my drip on Bitch, I'm stylish, tuck my shirts on side 'cause 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 trip and It's kind of funny, people throwing shade I'm just doing 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 Wee-oh, wee-oh Wee-oh, wee-oh