Day1 - Medium Rare Lyrics

Yeah I get big money
Feeling light go put my bitch on me
Paint yo face got me feeling real Big Naughty
No H1gher don't know about em real artist wack shit more like Salvador Dali
Wanted all the cool shit went and I got it
Feelin like Pablo not like Kanye
Yo bitch she a hoe yeah she know she a thotty
She a Gold Line everyone riding her body
Looking at me now they pissing their pants
Lil bitch boys acting like pussies no cap
Yeah I call em my kids way they act when she pull up still got habits cause she wetting my bed
Go ahead yeah tell me who do it better
Imma new gen trapper like Mayweather
Real Trap Youngin dripping like Woo Weather
Chrome Hearts down know that shit all black leather
How they gonna talk shit when it ain't close they ain't even doing better than me
Don't f*ck with my rap my drip my trap my bad f*ck that
Don't gimme your at
Real Trap Youngin that's me
Cation said it first back in 2019
Rookie Of The Year I went up with my team
But I still got opps trynna come at me
Yeah I stay winning no rest
Said it first go slatt
Way she turnt around bent over hit it from the back
Went around two times cutting off some rats
They get mad at me cause I'm spitting them facts
Gotta get more money more goes more bagguettes
See em watching over there gotta go put on a vest
Always keeping it G always looking my best
Why they wanna be me go and say my name
Lemme keep going
Medium rare way I like my beef
Way they all stare way I like my drip
Trynna get some air way I like my bitch
Hit me up one time wanna go work but the next day told me that it ain't gonna work
Had me feeling some way
Had me feeling like nav
Spin the block one time
Had me feeling like durk
Make it rain on the opps I don't stop
Rolling up on the botch
Lil cherry mukbang
No way that litty
Lemme speak my shit
I don't got no time many men want me yeah I'm feeling like 50
625 my gang Day1 that's me
I cook em all up go and cook this beef
Lax I rep
Ktown we cook
I'm a big chef
Medium rare my beef