This is a song about "Friday strip money fly sippin"

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

Sippin' on the gin and tonic

Look, they gon love me for my ambition

This is what happens when i stop sippin'

My shit could make a bum strip.

Fuck it, they shrink to fit

Straight to the highway man, it's freaky friday

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

Sold crack to those who do crack in the strip

With these macs i've got a bad habit

On the dock sittin' while liquor bottle sippin'

We pray while we prey on competition

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

I ran to the store streaking speaking its friday