This is a song about "Friday night dinner"

Look's like a chandelier, look in the mirror

Trynna scavenge on the streets for some trashy dinner

But make sure if they do see

And had a good black 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,

Remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner

Chevy sitting crooked, teeth on reggie miller

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

My bars are like a store on black friday

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Let the mack speak if he's out on friday

And all women who had light features, see

Smoking all this weed shit feels like a friday

Round two, you're asking me to eat you for dinner

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for