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

My shit could make a bum strip.

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

My bars are like a store on black friday

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

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

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

Welcome to my diary

And had a good black friday

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

Sick of eatin rice, every friday was rinds

All the ladies just strip

Fuck it, they shrink to fit

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Smoking all this weed shit feels like a friday

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

I ran to the store streaking speaking its friday