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How Was Your Day by Tiger Tchakount Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2020

[Intro]
Yo uh...
Welcome to SURF radio episode uh...
58?
Yeah, yeah that's exactly what I was about to say

[Hook]
What rag you waving? What flag you waving?
What quote you moan, when they ask "how your day's been?"
What line's your station? What roads you paving?
How would you phrase your life in a statement?

[Bridge]
What up blood?
What up crip?
What up bruh?
What up sis?
It's your favorite Afro feline from the sticks
Yeah
Back inside a whip they used in Tokyo drift
Yeah
[Verse 1]
In between the potholes, my haircut switches like a light switch
All my socks they got holes, my nigga rolls on bike fix
Other man got hoes, no snitching like a nine six
Ego feeded by the memes I post. I know y'all like this
I'm practically perfеct, practice not worth it
I'm Iverson the sеc, the sec I'm versing on the surface
But hell with all these verses, I'm a part of all this circus
Every kid inside this era has a license for this circuit
I ain't tryna versus
It's really when they ask me what I do I tend to freeze cause I don't know if I should word this
Guess that's what my quirk is
Not the rapping part, but just me doing shit so well they made me promise not to blur shit

[Hook 2]
What rag you waving? What flag you waving?
What quote you moan, when they ask "how your day's been?"
What line's your station? What roads you paving?
How would you phrase your life in a statement?
What rag you waving? What flag you waving?
What quote you moan, when they ask "how your day's been?"
What line's your station? What roads you paving?
How would you phrase your life in a statement?

[Verse 2]
My ass is fucking ridicule, at least my dick ain't miniscule
They ask me when I'll blow up, bitch I bought my ticket outta YUL
I'm ready for my take off, but can't remove them brakes off
Meanwhile the competition does the counter and it Tiktok's
Take it from K-dot, you can't knock a Tiger off, periodic
Fuck sitting at the table I'ma stand on it
Victor with a kickflip 'bout to land on it
Henri and Jay doing contraband on it
Once upon a time was a kid, pulled over
Not by the cops, but the kids from the block
Not enough black, not enough not black
Not enough in the rough to be scared of his back
Words, brains and curses all he got in his pack
Black sheep, ugly Duckling worth a couple few quacks
Say a few quacks, make a couple few slaps
May a couple few slaps, flip a couple few stacks
[Hook 3]
What rag you waving? What flag you waving?
What quote you moan, when they ask "how your day's been?"
What line's your station? What roads you paving?
How would you phrase your life in a statement?

[Bridge]
What up blood?
What up crip?
What up bruh?
What up sis?
It's your favorite Afro feline from the sticks
Yeah
Back inside a whip they used in Tokyo drift
Yeah