This is a song about "Friday 13th"

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

My bars are like a store on black friday

Ridin down the highway on a friday

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

If friday ain't the thirteenth, it's still gonna be murder scene

Tell her i'll be there friday with her pimp, about to fuck her,

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Sick of eatin rice, every friday was rinds

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

Look it something they can't ever see

Smoking all this weed shit feels like a friday

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

Take a few hits from the bowl, on a friday night i call my niggas and have bring the hoes,