This is a song about "Last friday night"

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Friday night heavy i'm ready in the darkness

Try to protect the neck, i ? from ya boo thang

Tell her thanks fuh last night for that good bang

No more past, no last night, i'm about to show ya

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

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,

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

Puberty hit last night, kicked my ass.

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon

Thoughts of last night, but it's well past noon

I thought told you bitches last night via fist fight

Gettin' highwhite boys done wrecked their shittryin to check my ride

Last night i had some dope pasta,

Now hey little mama