Payday
ShittyBoyz Lyrics
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Fly a lil' baddie out
Only if you be discreet
Don't let the glasses fool you
I am not a geek
I'm the type to still run it up
If I ain't have no feet
Dick put her straight to sleep
Still reminiscing 'bout the wounds
That did not heal
Damn, this bitch thicker than some oatmeal
Please tell me how you slid down
And ain't get no kill
Hunnid rounder
Leave a Scat Pack with no wheels
I don't gotta let that bitch off
I bet bro will
Shooting layups but you miss them
Bitches? You got no skill
Have my shooters run the triangle
Like I'm coach Phil i'm too blowed
Three-five of the White Runtz
This shit too strong
Bankroll sеven-seven likе Manute Bol
Push a button in the spaceship
Now the coupe gone
RIP Virgil, if I spin around, it's a X on me
In a bay, thirty in my clip
That's a Steph on me
Like it's payday, fuck around
Drop a check on me pull up, drop fifty
I ain't even gotta stretch on me
Drop a couple shells, fuck around
Get his taco blew
I don't like to wrestle, if it's up
Put the Glock on you
Lil' bro ain't jamming 201s if
He slide on you
You ain't doing shit for yo team
You don't lob no 'oops
Tryna get a mill'
I don't care about popularity
They tryna rap like us like a parrot
Did the dash, she like, "Hold on stop, boy
You scaring me"
Pull up with one or seven hoes, Linsanity
Heard you out here running 'round
Like a headless chicken
Bent her over then I slammed
Dunk like I'm Miles Bridges
Niggas tryna take a mile?
We'll give him inches
The money counter keep jamming
Give me some assistance
Scam this, jam that, I don't sell grams
You headed towards work
I'm just waiting on the mailman
Off a V cut, I need a Phantom, hot as hell
Man get the payment then I block his ass
Can you spell "ham"?
B22s, Dior kicks, this Dior drip
Hotter than a fuck, one me, I got four blicks
Got this shit up out the mud
Wasn't born rich scam star, rap star
Headed towards the Forbes list
Push start the whip, hop in and I stab off
Pull up on her, Goose X Dior
She gon' grab balls
Been punching five plus
I been doing half offs
Swinging sticks at the opps like
They throwing fast balls
Keep a sack, got the hoes tryna tackle me
Bitch put that crazy head on
She done baffled me
I was in school with more
Pape' than a faculty
In Miami I was hitting hoes
With the plastic cheeks
In the song "Payday" by ShittyBoyz, the lyrics depict a lifestyle of luxury and success. The opening lines describe the artist being away on vacation, enjoying the beach and inviting an attractive woman to join him discreetly. The lyrics also suggest that the artist may not appear as extravagant or successful at first glance, but he is a go-getter who continues to pursue success even against all odds.
There are references to sexual encounters, comparing the effect of the artist's sexual prowess to NyQuil, implying that he pleases his partner to the point of falling asleep. The lyrics also mention the artist's reminiscence of past wounds that have not healed, showing a vulnerable side despite his perceived confidence.
The song continues with references to guns, violence, and criminal activity, which are common themes in many trap and rap songs. The lyrics suggest that the artist's associates are skilled shooters and they do not hesitate to use firearms when necessary. There are also mentions of drug use and acquiring wealth through illegal means.
Overall, "Payday" showcases the artist's lavish lifestyle, sexual prowess, and involvement in criminal activities, while also hinting at a willingness to address personal vulnerabilities and reflect on past experiences.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm OT, somewhere chilling on the beach
I'm out of town, relaxing on a beach somewhere
Fly a lil' baddie out
Bring a beautiful woman over
Only if you be discreet
But only if you can keep it a secret
Don't let the glasses fool you
Don't be deceived by my appearance
I am not a geek
I may look nerdy, but I'm not
I'm the type to still run it up
I'm the kind of person who keeps making money
If I ain't have no feet
Even if I didn't have any feet
Dick put her straight to sleep
My sexual performance made her fall asleep instantly
This some NyQuil
It worked like NyQuil, making her sleep
Still reminiscing 'bout the wounds
I'm still thinking about the past hurts
That did not heal
That never fully healed
Damn, this bitch thicker than some oatmeal
Wow, this woman has a curvy body
Please tell me how you slid down
Explain to me how you managed to escape
And ain't get no kill
Without achieving any success
Hunnid rounder
A hundred round magazine
Leave a Scat Pack with no wheels
Cause a fast car to be stationary
I don't gotta let that bitch off
I don't have to fire that gun
I bet bro will
But I'm confident my friend will
Shooting layups but you miss them
Attempting easy shots but failing
Bitches? You got no skill
You don't have any talent with women
Have my shooters run the triangle
Direct my shooters to execute a specific strategy
Like I'm coach Phil i'm too blowed
Like I'm the legendary coach Phil Jackson, I'm too high
Three-five of the White Runtz
Thirty-five grams of the potent White Runtz strain
This shit too strong
This marijuana is extremely potent
Bankroll seven-seven like Manute Bol
Money stacked up like the tall basketball player Manute Bol
Push a button in the spaceship
Activate a button in the luxury car
Now the coupe gone
Now the sports car has disappeared
RIP Virgil, if I spin around, it's a X on me
In memory of Virgil, if I turn around, I have a designer 'X' logo on my back
In a bay, thirty in my clip
In the area, I have thirty bullets loaded
That's a Steph on me
That's like having the basketball player Steph Curry with me
Like it's payday, fuck around
Feeling like it's time to spend money, I mess around
Drop a check on me pull up, drop fifty
Drop a large sum of money for me, then pull up with fifty more
I ain't even gotta stretch on me
I don't even have to prepare myself
Drop a couple shells, fuck around
Shoot a few bullets, mess around
Get his taco blew
Shoot him and cause fatal damage
I don't like to wrestle, if it's up
I dislike engaging in physical fights, but if it comes to that
Put the Glock on you
I'll use my Glock pistol against you
Lil' bro ain't jamming 201s if
My little brother won't be using a specific type of gun
He slide on you
He'll confront you, take action against you
You ain't doing shit for yo team
You're not doing anything beneficial for your group
You don't lob no 'oops
You don't make any impressive moves or plays
Tryna get a mill'
Trying to earn a million dollars
I don't care about popularity
I'm not concerned with being well-known
They tryna rap like us like a parrot
Others are attempting to imitate our style like parrots
Did the dash, she like, "Hold on stop, boy
I drove quickly, and she asked me to slow down
You scaring me"
She found my driving frightening
Pull up with one or seven hoes, Linsanity
Arrive with either one or seven attractive women, just like the basketball player Jeremy Lin during his remarkable performance
Heard you out here running 'round
I heard you're out there, moving around
Like a headless chicken
In a chaotic and aimless manner
Bent her over then I slammed
I positioned her for sex and then went at it vigorously
Dunk like I'm Miles Bridges
Jump and score like the basketball player Miles Bridges
Niggas tryna take a mile?
Are people really trying to take advantage?
We'll give him inches
We'll only allow them a small amount or limited success
The money counter keep jamming
The device used to count money keeps getting stuck
Give me some assistance
Provide me with some help
Scam this, jam that, I don't sell grams
Engaging in fraudulent activities, causing chaos, and not selling drugs in small quantities
You headed towards work
You're going to your regular job
I'm just waiting on the mailman
I'm just waiting for important deliveries
Off a V cut, I need a Phantom, hot as hell
After making a specific illegal cut, I want a luxury car, incredibly attractive
Man get the payment then I block his ass
Once I receive the payment, I'll ignore him completely
Can you spell "ham"?
Can you spell the word "ham"?
B22s, Dior kicks, this Dior drip
Wearing B22 shoes and Dior clothes, showing off a fashionable look
Hotter than a fuck, one me, I got four blicks
Extremely attractive like a very attractive person, and carrying four guns
Got this shit up out the mud
Achieved success despite starting from a difficult position
Wasn't born rich scam star, rap star
I didn't come from a wealthy background, but I've succeeded in both scams and in the rap industry
Headed towards the Forbes list
On my way to becoming one of the richest people according to Forbes
Push start the whip, hop in and I stab off
Start the car with a push of a button, enter quickly, and drive away
Pull up on her, Goose X Dior
Approach her in a car, wearing expensive brands like Goose and Dior
She gon' grab balls
She's going to touch and fondle my testicles
Been punching five plus
I've been throwing punches excessively
I been doing half offs
I've been selling products at a 50% discount
Swinging sticks at the opps like
Attacking the enemies with weapons like swinging sticks
They throwing fast balls
They're retaliating aggressively
Keep a sack, got the hoes tryna tackle me
I carry a bag of drugs, and women are eager to be with me
Bitch put that crazy head on
The woman displayed her wild behavior
She done baffled me
She left me confused
I was in school with more
I attended school with more money
Pape' than a faculty
Than the entire staff of teachers
In Miami I was hitting hoes
I had sexual encounters with women in Miami
With the plastic cheeks
With women who have had cosmetic surgery on their buttocks
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