Rico Parkay - Black Friday Lyrics

Look, uh
And it's Rico Reposado, I just need another bottle
Another shot inside my glass, I'ma feel this shit tomorrow
Couple niggas round me wit it, and they clips filled with hollows
Light skin, bad as shit, a south bitch like Mulatto
Niggas cap inside they raps, talkin' racks like they got those
Hustle like it's Narcos, tatted up just like some vatos
That pot don't ever get cold
Tryna get this shit sold, tryna get this shit gone
Make a killin' off a flip phone
And I was on the grind, you was out here tryna get hoes
Grindin' like a strip pole, shit, I'm tryna make my ten fold
And I ain't f*ckin' fans, shit, I just put em in the friend zone
Put em on my man's though
Florida ties out in Orlando, round the way, I'm in the bando
Came in with no panties like she tryna go commando
Move like a soprano
Off-White for the shoes, of course the jeans is purple brand though
I wrote this shit down, but I can do this with no hands though
Its Back Friday every day, no breaks all seven days
No more parties, Coi Leray, till we find a better way
And I'm a fiend for that cake, I get to scratchin' like a J
Itchin' to make a play, I talk my shit, Cassius Clay
Tryna motivate my city, tryna put on for the ave
And get your kids and close they eyes, cause I'm finna show my ass
The type to roll a whole ounce, and not once don't ever pass
I'm forever gon' last, behind my back, they speakin' bad
But never say it to me, it's gettin' easy like a lay up for me
And if you with me, it's love for life, just don't change up on me
A couple loved ones in the sky, I keep them angels on me
Rest in peace, all the fallen
Its Black Friday everyday, no breaks, all seven days
No more parties Coi Leray, till we find a better way
And I'm a fiend for that cake, I get to scratchin' like a J
Itchin' to make a play, I talk my shit, Cassius Clay