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uh uh - friday santana lyrics

(refrain)
aye, gang
hold up look at my jacket
b-tch, aye
you already know what the f-ck goin on
young traedakidd, friday, vr, ski mask

(verse: ski mask the slump god)
shopper with t–th on my swag, how you bite?
sike, got a third leg like a trike
penicillin how i take you to my strap like dike
for me to be with some benzel you light
uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh uh
you can’t tell a n-gga nah uh
uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh uh
you can’t tell a n-gga nah uh

(verse: traedakidd)
popped out the mansion
and sell 50 bricks
young trae finesse, yeah i used to hit l1cks
hit the gas in a foreign whip
with that glizzy all on my hip
20 bands in my hand all cash
young n-gga get stacks with a bag
gave my teacher the d so i p-ss
hit it once and i made the hoe brag
real n-gga i don’t check no tags
and neemus spending them racks
we turn your boy to a pack
young n-gga smoking on a gas

(verse: friday santana)
we turn that boy to a pack
i just be smoking that gas
shawty pull up with the racks (oh yeah)
f-cking your b-tch make her brag (godd-mn)
used to hit in my cl-ss (oh what)
i got digits in the back
i got b-tches shaking -ss
i got liquor in the bag
50 thousand no advance (yeah)
f-ck around and pop a can (you heard)
used to give the teacher d
just so i could p-ss the cl-ss, yeah

- friday santana lyrics

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