Aye check this out, every month ima drop some called first friday
It's gone be like part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, you You get what i'm sayin
But every time ima pick a hard beat and ima just go straight in yadig
Yeah, ion need a pan or a pencil yeah ima flex on the beat like a rental
All my dogs standing on the block like a center, free all the dogs thats locked in the center
And im reading all the blogs and they say im so mental
Cause i go so mental when i'm on instrumentals
Cookin up Cookin up, raising up the temperature
Mortal Kombat player finna gone head and finish him
Like Mario Kart we gone slide, everybody wanna ride don't nobody wanna drive
Open Up, BOOM BOOM, rapid fire
And im living like larry and I got 9 lives
Don't think that Im cat u get slapped
Now everybody wanna rap
Is you really livin what you bout prolly not
Aye big bra just gone take a nap Yeah
Now we on the map like a GPS
Don't play pull yo card like a VHS
These n**gas be sweet like a fruity fest
HOLUP aye, forget that last line before they put a cross in my chest
Yeah yeah im da goat and ya know
I get on the beat and you know i'm gone flow
My wrist full of water like flood on the flo
Forgot the water on my neck need a boat, or maybe a float
Either way it go, I drip drop drip like i'm Paid Pat
Is that a new watch lemme see that, cmon bruh on God ima give it back Sike
Finessed em' out his sock like a biggie bag
If I had one wish i'll bring biggie back
Im just playin' ian even bump him like that
Somebody mad like why he playing like that
Don't trip im just doing what I love, I slide on the beat like a glove
My heart ain't got room for love
She IG bad in person Pug (Ugh)
And all of the apps full of cap
They so hard on the media (Naps)
Im spitting real life (Straight Facts)
Im spitting straight fire need (Tic-Tacs)
Her wig really loose (Fix that)
Lil Friday who taught you that (Nobody)
I observed the game
Cause I sat in the back
Its time for me to blow up Yeah similac
I take ya rights like T.I. gimme my necklace back
First Friday you dig what im sayin'
Just like that
Part 1, You dig
And we out
Lil Friday n**ga
Lil Friday - First Friday Pt. 1 (Freestyle) Lyrics
Lil Friday - First Friday Pt. 1 (Freestyle) Lyrics
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Aye check this out, every month ima drop some called first friday
It's gone be like part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, you You get what i'm sayin
But every time ima pick a hard beat and ima just go straight in yadig
Yeah, ion need a pan or a pencil yeah ima flex on the beat like a rental
All my dogs standing on the block like a center, free all the dogs thats locked in the center
And im reading all the blogs and they say im so mental
Cause i go so mental when i'm on instrumentals
Cookin up Cookin up, raising up the temperature
Mortal Kombat player finna gone head and finish him
Like Mario Kart we gone slide, everybody wanna ride don't nobody wanna drive
Open Up, BOOM BOOM, rapid fire
And im living like larry and I got 9 lives
Don't think that Im cat u get slapped
Now everybody wanna rap
Is you really livin what you bout prolly not
Aye big bra just gone take a nap Yeah
Now we on the map like a GPS
Don't play pull yo card like a VHS
These n**gas be sweet like a fruity fest
HOLUP aye, forget that last line before they put a cross in my chest
Yeah yeah im da goat and ya know
I get on the beat and you know i'm gone flow
My wrist full of water like flood on the flo
Forgot the water on my neck need a boat, or maybe a float
Either way it go, I drip drop drip like i'm Paid Pat
Is that a new watch lemme see that, cmon bruh on God ima give it back Sike
Finessed em' out his sock like a biggie bag
If I had one wish i'll bring biggie back
Im just playin' ian even bump him like that
Somebody mad like why he playing like that
Don't trip im just doing what I love, I slide on the beat like a glove
My heart ain't got room for love
She IG bad in person Pug (Ugh)
And all of the apps full of cap
They so hard on the media (Naps)
Im spitting real life (Straight Facts)
Im spitting straight fire need (Tic-Tacs)
Her wig really loose (Fix that)
Lil Friday who taught you that (Nobody)
I observed the game
Cause I sat in the back
Its time for me to blow up Yeah similac
I take ya rights like T.I. gimme my necklace back
First Friday you dig what im sayin'
Just like that
Part 1, You dig
And we out
Lil Friday n**ga
It's gone be like part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, you You get what i'm sayin
But every time ima pick a hard beat and ima just go straight in yadig
Yeah, ion need a pan or a pencil yeah ima flex on the beat like a rental
All my dogs standing on the block like a center, free all the dogs thats locked in the center
And im reading all the blogs and they say im so mental
Cause i go so mental when i'm on instrumentals
Cookin up Cookin up, raising up the temperature
Mortal Kombat player finna gone head and finish him
Like Mario Kart we gone slide, everybody wanna ride don't nobody wanna drive
Open Up, BOOM BOOM, rapid fire
And im living like larry and I got 9 lives
Don't think that Im cat u get slapped
Now everybody wanna rap
Is you really livin what you bout prolly not
Aye big bra just gone take a nap Yeah
Now we on the map like a GPS
Don't play pull yo card like a VHS
These n**gas be sweet like a fruity fest
HOLUP aye, forget that last line before they put a cross in my chest
Yeah yeah im da goat and ya know
I get on the beat and you know i'm gone flow
My wrist full of water like flood on the flo
Forgot the water on my neck need a boat, or maybe a float
Either way it go, I drip drop drip like i'm Paid Pat
Is that a new watch lemme see that, cmon bruh on God ima give it back Sike
Finessed em' out his sock like a biggie bag
If I had one wish i'll bring biggie back
Im just playin' ian even bump him like that
Somebody mad like why he playing like that
Don't trip im just doing what I love, I slide on the beat like a glove
My heart ain't got room for love
She IG bad in person Pug (Ugh)
And all of the apps full of cap
They so hard on the media (Naps)
Im spitting real life (Straight Facts)
Im spitting straight fire need (Tic-Tacs)
Her wig really loose (Fix that)
Lil Friday who taught you that (Nobody)
I observed the game
Cause I sat in the back
Its time for me to blow up Yeah similac
I take ya rights like T.I. gimme my necklace back
First Friday you dig what im sayin'
Just like that
Part 1, You dig
And we out
Lil Friday n**ga
Writer: Donta Franklin
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