Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Friday, artist - D-Lo
Date of issue: 29.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Friday |
You said he had a gun when you seen him, right? |
Name one nigga that play like that |
Name one nigga that play like that |
He dropped a hundred on him, he ain’t have to spray like that |
You said he had a gun when you seen him, right? |
Name one nigga that play like that |
Name one nigga that play like that |
He dropped a hundred on him, he ain’t have to spray like that, ayy |
I used to smoke Blacks and hella weed before I went to school |
Knockin' niggas out at lunch time, I had some shit to prove |
Ooh, I had my thirty when you seen me |
Tried to decorate your porch with this gleezy, believe me |
Sendin' headshots, nigga left his dreams on the dashboard |
Ain’t slid in a minute, we was too happy 'bout the last score |
Them niggas hella boosie, on my mama, they ain’t hard as us |
When I was in the pen, them niggas wasn’t on the yard with us |
Got a plug on the drugs, boy, shout out to my Nortes |
My nigga’s fightin' an L, I gotta show up to his court dates |
Free Nickel and free Quill, these slugs big like seashells |
Got bricks online, now niggas askin', «What's the retail?» |
Chopper in my North Face, it’ll eat you like a port steak |
I was mobbin' ever since I was 14, that’s what the porch say |
Disrespect my side, that’s how you get your medulla hit |
You new to this, I’m true to this, I swear that I go stupid, bitch |
You said he had a gun when you seen him, right? |
Name one nigga that play like that |
Name one nigga that play like that |
He dropped a hundred on him, he ain’t have to spray like that |
You said he had a gun when you seen him, right? |
Name one nigga that play like that |
Name one nigga that play like that |
He dropped a hundred on him, he ain’t have to spray like that |
Look, 'round here faggot niggas get bagged off |
They call me Sleepy B the Asshole |
You broke than a bitch, where your cash go? |
I sprayed up the club with no mask on |
To this Mafia shit, bitch I’m the backbone |
You be tellin' lies and shit, dawg, you mad wrong |
Discussin' contract killers with niggas that want your ass gone |
If they drop these coins in my hand then you won’t last long |
Now you ain’t good in my trenches, your ghetto pass gone |
Speak in code with hustlers over the trap phone |
I just land in cities and get my smash on |
Bitch how you high and saddity, with no cash flow? |
Oh that’s the toe that you want me to put that tag on? |
I know magic give 'em heed with them packs |
And I walk in your trap, take over you trap |
Enter your state and you know that I’m strapped |
All the way in, you know that I’m tapped |
Just caught me a play for like forty-some racks |
You said he had a gun when you seen him, right? |
Name one nigga that play like that |
Name one nigga that play like that |
He dropped a hundred on him, he ain’t have to spray like that |
You said he had a gun when you seen him, right? |
Name one nigga that play like that |
Name one nigga that play like that |
He dropped a hundred on him, he ain’t have to spray like that |
You said he had a gun when you seen him, right? |
Name one nigga in my hood that won’t kill a nigga on sight |
My daddy used to tell me, «Son, stop fuckin' with them One niggas» |
'Cause all he see is trouble in 'em, shit that’s why I’m fuckin' with 'em |
Napoleon with this forty, this shit soundin' like a dynamite |
I’m finna do a drill, like fuck them pills, can’t get high tonight |
Pocket full of blue cheese, bitch ain’t got no panties on |
Checkin' 'head while I’m drivin', slidin' through the danger zone |
Ayy, it ain’t another nigga like me, nigga |
Got a check on me like Nike, nigga |
My dreads swang like a hyphy nigga |
These bitch niggas change like the weather, always switchin' up |
She suckin' dick with a whole lot of spit, extracurricular |
Ask God, why my kind gotta live this way? |
It took me hella long to load that hundred round to this K, ayy |
Shout out to my OG’s, Molly Mal, Dasha Twin |
I gotta win, boy, I’m killin' this shit, better bring the doctors in |
You said he had a gun when you seen him, right? |
Name one nigga that play like that |
Name one nigga that play like that |
He dropped a hundred on him, he ain’t have to spray like that |
You said he had a gun when you seen him, right? |
Name one nigga that play like that |
Name one nigga that play like that |
He dropped a hundred on him, he ain’t have to spray like that |
So what we gon' do? |
Man, that fool just playin' man. |
I ain’t trippin' |
That’s your problem. |
Ain’t nobody playin' but you. |
You walk up and down the |
street all day playin'. |
He ain’t playin'! |
You think he playin' about his money?! |
You done dragged me into this! |
He know where my mama stay, know where your |
mama stay. |
You say he had a gun when you seen him, right? |
Yeah |
Well, name one person in the hood that play like that |