NEXT FRIDAY Lyrics

It's payday

All the opps yellin mayday

Hop out the Porsche out you couldn't see me in ya hayday

Holdin the 40 & yea it's kickin like Pele

Call me Ray Ray

I be gettin high as Day Day

Bro comin home I'm still loadin up the jpay

Im on the block if shit clickin imma stay late

I ain't got time the next play worth a day date

Need me a milli before my daughter next play date

Tell them hoes that I'm steppin out like I'm two timing

You Cant take the projects outta me I still do ramen

Tell papi that it's all there I was through rhyming

Face card was good papi told me I was through buying

Known for touchin down wit a bird like I knew Ryan

Matte black 7 bend the curb like I drew iron

I was bout to roll another J but shit I'm too tired

Told buzzin miss another play nigga you fired

Imma gangsta grandpa & I'm proud of it

Bounced back from every pitfall how could I not love it

Did a couple things out in public that is not public

Move them bitches right up 80 but I did not touch it

Tried to tie me up in them jams but I was not flustered

Clothes smell like Staircase B that mean I got mustard

The bitch wasn't Tryna jump back I told her stop fussin

Had to put some love in my cookin I had to stop rushin

They ain't care about 611 until ya boy lit it

Y'all ain't give a fuck about until ya boy hit it

Niggas wasn't claimin the mountain until ya boy did it

Made my ways up to the top & now ya boy livin

Niggas never had no motion that's why they still dissin

Yea I got more money than bro but imma still listen

How tf they lookin for me them niggas still missin

Had a 3 wit ya bm them hoes still kissin

Hmmm

Yeaaaa

Tell em act right

I'm the tact type

You know they never coming back right?

Tell them boys do what I say I gotta ego

Knockin out the comp wit them bricks & you Deebo

Let my dog chase you around call him Chico

I don't take pictures wit niggas cause fuck a Rico

I was makin so many plays I couldn't be low

You chasin pussy I was tryna be casino like

I Got

No Hoes

20 Million

My Goal

Lazy Bitches

Cant Hang

Go Getters

Do yo thang

Do yo thang

Get Money

Never Fold

Out The Mud

Ten Toes

Big stepper

Call him big pressure

Fuck being extra

Got her talkin to the Tesla

Call me Don Dada

Slim Poppa

Red shotta

Showstoppa

Ex clocker

Non hotter

Sippin Vino

On these beats imma cheat code

And I know that ya favorite rapper ain't worth a kilo

Niggas keep sayin they gang they gettin vetoed

Apply a lil pressure they singin harder than Ne-Yo

Why they keep claimin they stars these niggas b roll

Imma keep countin until I fillin up a depot