Friday The 13th Lyrics

I make a bitch scream

Like she just seen Michael Myers

On the street

Bend over touch your toes

Real cottage hoes

It's Friday the thirteenth

You tryna mess with bro

Go missing bro

And we won't cause a scene

Real life Thriller

Ain't no backstep

Can't talk no Billie Jean

Don't know what I did

For all of my candy

All of these riches

Don't know what'd I'd do

For all of my sons

And all of my bitches

I'm slowly heading to the top

And ain't no witness

If you switching

Can't forget that you ain't with us

And we winning

I got a hundred problems

And they go away

When I just raise my hand

I don't need no little bitches

Tryna say they gonna blam

Hundred shootas on your ass

That make you do the running man

And I can take a trip

With nothing on my hands

And I can take a flick

X-rated with no hands

I got another bitch

Who says I got a mans

But she gon still be there

The minute that I land

And it's mad

That my favourite rappers sayin

That they fans

I make a bitch scream

Like she just seen Michael Myers

On the street

Bend over touch your toes

Real cottage hoes

It's Friday the thirteenth

You tryna mess with bro

Go missing bro

And we won't cause a scene

Real life Thriller

Ain't no backstep

Can't talk no Billie Jean

Don't know what I did

For all of my candy

All of these riches

Don't know what'd I'd do

For all of my sons

And all of my bitches

I'm slowly heading to the top

And ain't no witness

If you switching

Can't forget that you ain't with us

And we winning

I don't know you

Why I gotta bro you

Asking for a feature up the digits

I want more blue

And some more green

How long you been on the scene

Finally turned legal

I been making hits since

Thirteen

After fourteen

Only one left from my team

After fifteen

Only one who'll go mainstream

After sixteen

Who the only one you see

I don't need a book to know the recipe

I make a bitch scream

Like she just seen Michael Myers

On the street

Bend over touch your toes

Real cottage hoes

It's Friday the thirteenth

You tryna mess with bro

Go missing bro

And we won't cause a scene

Real life Thriller

Ain't no backstep

Can't talk no Billie Jean

Don't know what I did

For all of my candy

All of these riches

Don't know what'd I'd do

For all of my sons

And all of my bitches

I'm slowly heading to the top

And ain't no witness

If you switching

Can't forget that you ain't with us

And we winning