Black Friday Lyrics – Young Stoner Life, Young Thug

[Intro: Lito The Plug]
Half a million
Yeah

[Verse 1: Lito The Plug]
Manipulating the frequency, I’m in a new dimension
Pouring up some Easter pee like cancer, this prevention
Twin-turbo coupe, pull out the driveway, I’ma hit this
Free Gram Friday, all my junkies getting sentenced, n!gga
Chocolate-covered strawberry, Ferrari truck, I’m shifting
Tell lil’ what’s-his-name I tried to send a bless, then he got distant
Bustdown chain down full of woppy diamonds, it hit different

Talk lingo with the Migo, come with time, this s*it ain’t scripted

[Chorus: Lito The Plug]
Seventy karat my wrist and neck, I ain’t gotta tolerate disrespect
Heard them hating, saying this and that, broke-ass n!gga, go get a check
Squeezing the Glock like Swift or Jack, I was just serving off Fish Express
Your b!tch love this gangster s*it, she told me it get her wet
S*it, I’m going through déjà vu, go and chow, I’m like Jesus
With lil’ vibe, we on day two, she gon’ chew me like Beirut
You got snake a snake, wanna know my homie slime and I got proof
When I scream out, “Free Lil B,” know I ain’t talking wonton soup

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
(I’m free on four)
I’m on trial, I killed the coupe
(I’m on trial, they charged me with murder)
Chopping the top, they trying to sue
(Chopping the top and making it skrt)
They had to give back all my jewels
I can’t settle now, she sucking that d!ck better now
Switched the whole team, but I’ma keep it Taylor around
She some bad s*it, she know it and she keep it loud
I had lied to her, but I just like the way she smile
Half a mil’ on wrist and neck, wanna cop a Benz, I’m getting to the check
She said she wanna go fu*k on a jet

Bet, bet
We fu*k in the shower, we chop it up now
Twenty M’s, my lil’ child
Bought her mama a sky penthouse
Red pepper, I’m tryna stay hot, yeah
Flood the bezel on the watch, my kid, hey, hey
Rollie bezel, no Takeoff, Rich Mille bezel, yeah
Need security for my wrist and fit
Pass the Rollie to a b!tch right here
Quarter million, you will disappear
Slimeball 4, a n!gga still’ll kill
Half a million dollars on an oomph on a pill, yeah

[Chorus: Lito The Plug]
Seventy karat my wrist and neck, I ain’t gotta tolerate disrespect
Heard them hating, saying this and that, broke-ass n!gga, go get a check
Squeezing the Glock like Swift or Jack, I was just serving off Fish Express
Your b!tch love this gangster s*it, she told me it get her wet
S*it, I’m going through déjà vu, go and chow, I’m like Jesus
With lil’ vibe, we on day two, she gon’ chew me like Beirut
You got snake a snake, wanna know my homie slime and I got proof
When I scream out, “Free Lil B,” know I ain’t talking wonton soup