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

Smoking all this weed shit feels like a friday

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

My bars are like a store on black friday

Handed him her money, – sniffed -, and now she was fly

You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie

I ran to the store streaking speaking its friday

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

And had a good black friday

And more than likely

On the dock sittin' while liquor bottle sippin'

In a collision, i see their ambition