Friday Blueface

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[Intro]
Found a bitch on SkipTheGames.com
Lil' baby call me dad, I don't even know her mom
Cool, calm, collected, all my bitches productive
All my money deducted, all the instructions instructive

[Chorus]
Church on Sunday, bitches showin' on Monday (Ooh)
Tuesday, Wednesday, ain't seen her since Thursday (Wow)
Lost it all in Vegas in all the hard ways
I'm at the Mandalay Bay, hoes on the Andalay Bay (Yeah)
Hold this player card, might have to play that card (Aight)
When I see these broads, I just have to get on a bae
Every day is the weekend, ain't never had a weekday (Ayy, ayy)
I give a bitch the boot bеfore I give her leeway

[Verse 1]
But, but, but, ain't no buts, it's my way on thе highway (Yeah)
I give a bitch the boot the day of her b-day (Aight)
I'll let a bitch leave forever get leeway (Ooh)
Every time, I check the time, Patek Philippe
If you don't suck dick, get out on the freeway
Everybody know, I'm gettin' money 'cause he say, she say
Every time, I pull up in that (Yeah)
They run in the walkway (Aight)
Bitches talk, niggas talk more than Craid and Day Day
Everyday for me, it's Friday, I don't have no weekdays
I'm in the club with the bitches, right next to the DJ (Bop)
Bottle full of bud, every day my C-Day (Bleed)
If they ask, "You did it?", School Yard Crip bidness (Scoop)

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