FRIDAY lyrics

[Verse 1: Lucy Bedroque]
(Woah) Why won't you listen to me?
So deprived without you kissin' me
The sun's guiding your way
Why wasn't I what you decided?
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
Guys they jump, I'm a bunny boy like Miffy
I [?] and I got a lil' stiffy
That sh*t heavy dunk, elements [?]
I got many m-m-money, I got plenty
You took her out to Wendy's, you're broke (Shut up, punk)
Couldn't buy her Fenty, boy, you sold
Whеn I made SISTERHOOD, I wasn't even twеnty, I was sixteen
And my ex still miss me, uh, n*ggas stay tryna diss me, uh
Have her feelin' like Disney, uh [?]
Still gon' feel this breeze, uh, sideways, lil' boy gon' ride
Step in the crowd, lettin' him breathe, uh, see us up at any night
Make the crowd swing, they see, uh, been chasin' me, oh boy
[Verse 2: egobreak]
If she won't f*ck on me, uh, I bet she f*ck on Lucy
I hit my shawty Mia, I bet she gon' consume me
Smoke 'za, that loose leaf, they tried to use me
They tried, they tried, they tried, they tried
You fried, I'm fried, 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 'em, buh
Uh, yeah, when I walk in, b*tch, you feel it
I don't gotta say sh*t, I kill it, watch 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
Pull up on the n*gga, scored the goal just like a hat-trick (Buh)
The motion in my [?], well I can't find it (Can't find it)
I make up the bread just like Rinaldi’s (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