Friday

Pulled up in that all black tinted out whip
Call up gang load the chops grab the stick
Me and broski in the front seat with them blicks
If you ain’t getting pape stay up out the mix
If you want war we fuck around chop it out
Put that stick up in his mouth and blow his brains out
Ran up in his granny crib turn that shit to a haunted house
Can’t fuck with a snitch he a Mickey Mouse
Fuck yo clubhouse got them Ps up in the trap house
Shot him in the leg told him go and walk it out
Came to blick it out why the fuck you tryna talk it out
Red beam on his nose he a fucking clown
Steady serving fiens got em walking goofy
Got the gang here bitch it’s a fucking movie
And I got 5 grams rolled up in the loose leaf
Boutta make a porno with your bitch and shoot a movie
I can’t fuck with stank hoes I don’t want your coochie
Don’t you try an fool me that’s the quickest way to lose me
Fat boy all the bad bitches wanna do me
I’m a real dog baby you can call me Scooby
I can’t fuck with you bitches because we disagree
Smack his ass with the heat he dropping like a flea
Always keep a glove on me I can’t leave no debris
I ain’t tryna hear no offers for a fucking plea
Just hit the plug I need them pints I need some lean
We can go band for band yea it ain’t no thing
Hit him in his head good aim cause I got beam
She tryna be with gang she tryna fuck the team
She wanna be around the gang because we all some stars
Cold hearted motherfuckers better get ya scarf
Better pick a card and make your next move smart
Started sippin all this drank I put down them bars
Almost crashed the whip I was high asl I was fucking up
Store was out of wood so I went and rolled a double Dutch
Bitch I’m tryna record told her shut up
I ain’t tryna eat baby I’m just tryna fuck
I just called the plug up and put the city on
The way she tossin all that ass I might need some tongs
All her Instagram captions coming from my songs
We only good for fucking baby we don’t get along
Beat his ass take his chain like I’m deebo
I don’t Felecia’s I only fuck freak hoes
Plug hit me you need them p’s yea I need those
I can never lack yea I always keep a pole
We be fucking around with racks like the nino
And I smell like good Za and Valentino
Said that I’m the one for her I’m like me no
Try to find me bitch I’m like Nemo
Told a bitch I got Ricko with me bring a friend
Pulling up Vito peep the window they some twins
Yeah we broke them bitches backs and they came back again
Two bad white bitches and they got a Benz
I can’t back door my brother their friends at the back door
I just poured a four I just need some more
Bad bitches
I just need some more
All them drugs
I just need some more