FRIDAY lyrics

[Verse 1: Lucy Bedroque]
Floor, ooh-woah
Why won't you listen to me?
So deprived without you kissin' me
The sun's guiding your way
(Why wasn't—) Why wasn't I what you decided on?
Huh, woah-ah, now why won't you listen to me?
Huh, so deprived without you kissin' me, oh-woah
I'm misguided
She wanted the ribeye, can't take her to Friday's
Huh, had to start a family, we play Frisbee
My son got a white mom, would've thought I'm Rigby
Not much of a fighter, I bring a blicky
Boy, pass up the lighter, 'boutta chief this spliffy
The highest I jump, I'm a bunny boy like Miffy
I gave her eyes a lil' glow-up, and now I got a lil' stiffy
That sh*t heavy dunk, elements, this b*tch sh*tty
I got many m-m-money, I got plenty
You took her out to Wеndy's, you're broke (Shut up, punk)
Couldn't buy her Fеnty, boy, you sold
When I made SISTERHOOD, I wasn't even twenty, I was sixteen
And my ex still miss me, uh, n*ggas stay tryna diss me, uh
Have her feelin' like Disney, uh
"Bae, come to the show," but it's hard
Still gon' feel this breeze, uh, sideways, lil' boy gon' ride
Step in the crowd, he didn't even breathe, uh
Say they outside, but they not
Make the crowd swing, b*tch, they see ya
Been chasin' me, oh boy
[Verse 2: egobreak]
If she'll wan' f*ck on me, yeah, I bet she f*ck on Lucy
I hit my shawty Mia, I bet she gon' consume me
Smoke 'za, that LooseLeaf, they tried to use me
They tried, they tried, they tried, they tried
You fried, I'm right, you mad, I'm not
What the f*ck do I even have to be mad about?
We turnin' up the score every day, you sad or what?
Them n*ggas not gon' score, you better run past the ball
Uh, yeah, when I walk in, b*tch, who feel me?
I don't gotta say sh*t, I kill it
Most these n*ggas switch up like chameleons
b*tch, I'm tryna go touch me a million
f*ck that, n*gga, I'm touchin' a zillion
Off the 'za, boy, I really be chillin'
I get high as the f*ck, like the ceiling
Swervin' through traffic, semi-automatic
b*tch, I'll send a n*gga to Heaven for causin' havoc
Luka on the Mavericks, all I know is magic
Pulled up on the n*gga, scored a goal just like a hat-trick (Yeah)
The motion in my inb', boy, I can't find it
I make up the bread just like Rinaldi's
Boy, you need to learn the basics just like Baldi's
I scored a home run, I'm somethin' like Tatís

[Outro: egobreak]
Tether
Tether