last friday night - trav money x drowzy b x kdot2x “42” lyrics
n*gga went out on a friday night
couldn’t wait ’til edot seen the light
like d*mn how you get hit with your own pipe
name your song friday but died on the same night
d*mn that boy went out in a hurry
couldn’t wait to see that n*gga notti
ayo e with the dot you a dummy
like didn’t you know not to trust on a thotty
opp thot we throw shots at her body
how you ran on your mans n*ggas fools
i ain’t hear nothing yet since you been on the news
but all they gone do is cap up in the booth
shot a vid at that dead n*gga funeral
pass me the edot when it’s time to clock out
n*ggas don’t be your mans
i done seen a whole fl!ck of that n*gga dead body on clubhouse
dd said notti throw throw throw
caught him lacking he died by the poke
he said e with the dot creep creep
rock a bye baby put him straight to sleep
stop the cap you not dropping the 4zz
roll up the dotty mix it with the notti
couple o’s they got turned to a zombie
you n*ggas looking for me come and find me
f*ck dotty i roll him he dead
n*gga went for the pistol and blew out his head
spin through the hill i’m trying to catch a m
it’s like 42 shots is what i’m trying to send
give a f*ck bout a o, let it blow
see dd get shot through the coat
keep a knock everywhere that i go
like notti was lacking where the f*ck your pole
they carried that dumb n*gga right up the steps
everywhere that i go n*ggas know i’m a vet
notti bopping i’m punching my hip
and then edot got hit so i’m tapping my head
edot, notti dead in my spliff
charlie, noah got kicked in his sh*t
i said what i said n*gga suck my d*ck
see a o in the v and i’m flipping the whip
n*ggas stay tryna rap but not get back
stay with the makks we hopping out the maybach
said he spinning my block then say that
e put the dot to his brain that’s a head tap
don’t try to act up b*tch imma spray that
n*gga notti went out on that mission
like wassup with the dissing
how you gone cap in the booth when all ya bro’s went missing
n*gga notti had died by the poke
and then edot got hit they got fame now
run up on me i do you like noah
i’m stomping and stomping ’til i see his brains out
n*ggas sacrificing all they brothers
i’m smoking they dead’s now roll me up another
b*tch i’m trendy put that on my mother
i catch an osama next they going under
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