Friday Night lyrics

[Intro: JaeEl]
(Lorenz, don't stop)
JaeEl, huh?

[Verse 1: JaeEl]
Friday night, what the f*ck we doin'? Should we break it out?
I'm sicker than a b*tch, my baby ain't my baby now
f*ck it, call the holmes, tell him to slide so we can break him down
Million dollars pendin', I'm just waitin' on the label now
Draco in my coat, I let it off, could probably shake a house
I'm only fearing God, inside my head, you a f*ckin' clown
He said he 'bout to kill me, in my boots, you got me shakin' now
You know I'm f*ckin' playin', bro, load it up before I spray it out
Them hoes cooked him up just like an oven, he in here bakin' now
You see us on your porch, we stayin' there, b*tch, we stakin' out
I ain't have no easy way, know I had to makе it out
I promise that I'm winnin', I'll show your ass my bank account
The lettеr to the judge says if we lose, then I'ma take you out
See me with the Striker Boys, so they can tell I'm racin' now
Had him eatin' dust, them tires spinnin', he just ate a cloud
I ain't beefin' with nobody, but it's a couple ain't gon' come around
Just waitin' 'til they tell me that it's up so I can put 'em down
And I can promise I'ma fill his body up with like a hundred rounds

[Verse 2: Babyfxce E & JaeEl]
Damn, Jae, you gon' use the whole hundred?
With the bullets in the four-five, you only need a couple
One b*tch ain't enough today, I think I need a double
I'm really smart with the bag, but in the club, bro, I'm a dummy
I ain't take no college classes, n*gga, I was hustlin'
Sellin' the same weed, this White Runtz and this a Truffle
Greg Heffley, when I touched the cheese, it never left me
Pourin' pop to get the extras out the pint, yeah, I'm petty
I never had money, so sometimes, I still got broke habits
When I tote the switch, I'm already knowin' it's gon' be a closed casket
My verses hot, bro, you can't tell me that I'm flow snatchin'
With that gun hangin' off your hip, better watch for pole snatchers (b*tch)
[Verse 3: JaeEl]
Don't come around me with your b*tch, bro, I'm a ho snatcher
Old flow when he on the beat like Dirty Ol' bast*rd
Put me on the lake or in the jungle, I'm a pole caster
All these fish around me, bet you I'ma catch a ho faster
I ain't never out, I catch the ball and then I toe-tap it
Jae and E up on the track, you got a couple GOATs rappin'
Oh, we hit him in his head? Man, that's so tragic
Load it up and blow his sh*t again just so he goes faster