Lyrics Friday the 13th - Sha Hef

Friday the 13th

This bitch is sucking me, coward niggas is ducking me
Born Friday the 13th, it ain’t no luck in me
Ain’t with the fuckery, shoot me there ain’t no snuffing me
Born Friday the 13th, it ain’t no luck in me
Twist my fingers you get injured, on sight
Every shooter has a off night
Bend the bitch over, tell her cough twice
Now snort the soft white, now she lit up like the porch light
Don’t do the rags but I toss rights
Play Christ how I toss life’s, a small slice of the boss life
You not a man you are more dike
I blow smoke like exhaust pipes, my heart got the frostbite
I’m not a man, I’m a myth, I’m the curse and the gift
I was birthed just to pitch, feel the earth as it shifts
Underneath my feet, I’m the grim reaper
Tell Mav dig the grave deeper, bricks still cheaper
Lit reefer and gun smoke be my only scent
It’s what you say not what you meant
It’s what you cop not what you rent, internet flexing
Why your bitch in my bed necking, I’m sipping Texas
Black ski-mask, red rag on my g pass
Shorty pull up a hoopty up and scoop me front of the rehab
You know that she bad, even badder with knee pads
Used to boof bricks for some Philly niggas, jihads
Gave me my hammer and some hollow tips
She pull my dick out then she swallowed it
I skeeted then she model’d it
Spotted the lick and then I followed it
Nigga I’m a local terrorist
Piece of shit, I’m a derelict
Out of my element 'less I’m sipping my medicine
The trap rocking, fiends knocking, let 'em in
I’m heaven sent, got rich off of sentiments
This the evidence, my sentiments
When I die bury me with a brick
'Lo shorts, bagged weed and my bitch
Rather die 'fore I snitch
Put a bullet in my eye 'fore I switch
Told my mama I’ma die with my clique
I prolly die with my fifth
This bitch is sucking me, coward niggas is ducking me
Born Friday the 13th, it ain’t no luck in me
Ain’t with the fuckery, shoot me there ain’t no snuffing me
Born Friday the 13th, it ain’t no luck in me