FRIEDDAY

Lyrics

[Verse] It's Monday to you, but to me its another day It's another day of working and making plays Making plays lil boy cause music ain't pay They say crime ain't pay, but my pockets look straight Lil bitch trying to kill, but you're second rate Playing with me like you can afford going to Hell's Gate Know y'all ain't going to heaven cause y'all are so fake Baker type niggas how y'all spaz over cake The way you look at me, they'd think you seen Drake Born with a scar and it's on my face Niggas trying to change but that shit's too late I'm trying to sink in, sink in my fangs My lil homeboy look like Johnny Dang Shoutout to the Glo Boyz, I still be bumping Bang Bang 2, stop acting friendly, I ain't know you Talking to my fans and I guess that they're cool Told all my niggas to stay in school Slurring all my words like I got a missing tooth They look at my methods and they think that shit's crudе I got to do what I got to do to have some fucking food Why you got a gun if you won't shoot If you call yourself a shootеr, then you better fucking shoot Smarks out there, bitch this is a shoot My first ex sucked my dick like a flute Lil band player, I'm on BandLab Swamp had the Xans and they checked them in the lab Doing straight meth, shit goes left Exaggerating all the time, bitch that's a stretch What's that stench, oh yeah, her pussy Distract them with the girl so they ain't see what I'm pushing [Outro: Sample]