Friday lyrics

[Verse 1]
I'm an animal, the jungle where I'm really at
The streets f*ck with me heavy, cause I'm really there
My b*tch keep calling, ain't got time for the chitty chat
I got a gift for you, stuff this in your kitty kat
Hoes think they bad and they boujee, but they really rats
n*ggas out here broke with no hope, I don't pity that
All she drink is dark, she keep asking where the henny at
We f*cking in the dark, I'm tryna feel where her Remy at
All I do is point at your nugget, if I get moody at it
Them young kings 6 foot deep, like they Rudy Gay
Young n*gga think he know it all til that toolie spray
Ok you was right, now watch what this lil uzi say
It's a good day, I wish a n*gga would get stupid
Might slide on the kids, I'm a bit ruthless
Slide down with this 40, that's my lil cougar
Real shooter, I do drive by's on a scooter
You ain't never did sh*t, n*gga who you fooling
All I showed you was a zip, n*gga you was drooling
Always on the road, like to keep it moving
Fast money boyz b*tch, we a f*cking movement

[Chorus]
Feeling like a pimp, riding round with the stick on me
Like craigs pop I hit the road wit the sh*t on me
It's a good day, a pus*y n*gga better not pull sh*t
And it's Friday, I woke up on that bullsh*t
Feeling like a pimp, riding round with the stick on me
With that crip pops, I hit the road with that sh*t on me
It's a good day, a pus*y n*gga bet not pull sh*t
And it's Friday, I woke up on that bull sh*t
[Verse 2]
Riding by b*tches waving hi, they got butterflies
n*gga disrespect me
Tryna check me, then his mother die
Hood famous n*ggas, name a n*gga that don't f*ck with I
I got expensive taste, so I buy what I wanna buy
6 and guda how it was in our days
Try to f*ck around and we gone shut em down like backpage
You f*cking with dikes?
Oh we tote these straps different
Told yo son to be a player when we raised these macs different
They don't see me around
So they say I act different
Hell naw I ain't the same, my hustle changed
That's different
Big guns n*gga
For you n*ggas on that shake sh*t
He thought he was crip
He seen that smoke with that big b*tch
n*ggas be on b*tch sh*t
They broke and they petty
If you know me then you know who I'm f*cking with heavy
Bakery open
Got that cookie, come and cop if you ready
With my brother, only time you see me f*cking with Reggie
[Chorus]
Feeling like a pimp, riding round with the stick on me
Like craigs pop I hit the road wit the sh*t on me
It's a good day, a pus*y n*gga better not pull sh*t
And it's Friday, I woke up on that bullsh*t
Feeling like a pimp, riding round with the stick on me
Like craigs pop I hit the road wit the sh*t on me
It's a good day, a pus*y n*gga bet not pull sh*t
And it's Friday, I woke up on that bull sh*t