This is a song about "Friday"

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

But i spent a bit on friday, in the night i hang with donald

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

We're out with the stars, you're on your way to the best night ever

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Ridin down the highway on a friday

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

And had a good black friday

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

The i fri shit on 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,

Let the mack speak if he's out on friday

I reel them in, goadomes on see