Friday Song Lyrics

Aye
Yeah

Catch me off the highway chilling with my niggas on
The porch like it's Friday (on the porch like it's Friday)
Aye, only do it my way
We gone have a problem he keep looking at me sideways, yeah yeah
It's a cool little summer I'm just with your
Baby mama getting ready for the weekend, aye
It's a cool little summer I'm just with your

Baby mama getting ready for the weekend, yeah yeah

I can't do what you want, oh yeah yeah
Purple Lamborghini push to start, oh yeah yeah
Diamonds light the room up in the dark, oh yeah yeah
Touch them have you swimming with the sharks, oh yeah yeah
Once you get him started he can't stop, oh yeah yeah
Shirt off bitch I look like Pac, oh yeah yeah
Skrrt off, when i'm on the block, oh yeah yeah
Mask off, someone getting shot, oh yeah yeah
Ohhh
Got money (yeah yeah)
Can't nobody tell me nothing (yeah yeah)
Like ohhh
Got money (yeah yeah)
Can't nobody tell me nothing (yeah yeah)
Yeah
Aye
And that's real talk (huh)