Songtexte FRIDAY // DirectorsCut (feat. Don!e) - Jerry Goobert

Cant wife up nun of these bitches it only money that I love
Nigga think he in the thick of it but only in the crust
put the fear of God in niggas watch him begging for his life
Me n niggas just like mitski up late working for the knife

Goin home w the chrome
Red leather on the seat
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Hear me running down the street
Loose lips we discreet
NDS we the beast
Fss Fss that's my bullets grazing past u inna blink

Yo big homie a bitch he shot up a party killed a kid
Talk bout freeing that nigga they need two keep him where he is
Know that nigga in jail Gettin fucked like a bitch
Next time I see my pops imma shoot him in his shit
Hollow tips w the green tips tearing ligaments
Put the glock in his mouth suck it like peppermint
I could fuck a nigga bitch
Might just fuck her nigga too
Most u niggas scared to be yourself you hiding in the booth
Nigga hiding who he be
You can't hang around w me
Catch a nigga tryna infiltrate he hanging in the street

And he can catch a couple feet
Stomp him out with the team
Beat a nigga ass real quick
Debo I'm mean
Smoking gas gas fuck lean
And I ain't roiling off no bean
Tongue kissing that green
Really niggas know what I mean

And I'll stab a pussy nigga
Rip him down out his seem
And my boy don't need the lazer
Y'all niggas need a green beam
And I make my money off my skills
Nigga not no damn drill
But I know a couple niggas that
Will do it for the thrill
(The rest is a freestyle)