Knock, knock, knock! Loud knockin'. Good weed knockin' at your door
Fuck, fuck, fuck, and you know we fucked up
She was there, pull up, you know we gonna fuck
Oh, shit, she wanna coop up! No weak shit
Knock, knock, knock! Loud knockin'. Good weed knockin' at your door
Fuck, fuck, fuck, and you know we fucked up
She was there, pull up, you know we gonna fuck
Oh, shit, she wanna coop up! No weak shit
[Chorus]
Fried as fuck, Friday night (Friday night)
Drivin' hot as fuck (Hot as fuck)
Ain't got no license (Ain't got no lice')
I got all this stuff (All this stuff)
Stuff on my mind (Stuff on my mind)
[Verse 1]
Huh
These girls say, "Smino, don't you know Friday your day?"
I told her, "I'm up on Venus right now, girl, I'm outta your space"
And I know we face to face but I'm outta my body today
A nigga done worked so hard, I ain't even noticing gains
My only goal, get everything I want, then give it away
Cheesecake, sweepstake, plant seeds, irrigate
We just doin' this shit for the babes, please s'cuse
That's what all this passion in me, got me drillin' and shakin'
You are not set in stone, all that shit that you wrote wrote in pencil and crayon (Crayon)
I'm goin' Crayola, get—, I'm goin' Crayola, get high as Jay Hova
Get my final say from the seance
My beautiful angel, my beautiful angel's my Beyoncé-ance
Ave Maria, agave tequila, my mind in the steamer, my brain a museum
Don't got what you see, I'm connected like seam
Cards that they dealt made a king out of him
[Chorus]
Fried as fuck, Friday night (Friday night)
Drivin' hot as fuck (Hot as fuck)
Ain't got no license (Ain't got no lice')
I got all this stuff (All this stuff)
Stuff on my mind (Stuff on my mind)
Fried as fuck, Friday night
Drivin' hot as fuck
Ain't got no license
I got all this stuff (All this stuff)
Stuff on my mind
[Verse 2]
One, two, three, four, fifth cup in
My amigo done brought the Casamigos to the party
Send hoes on my side
I been havin' these hoes on they toes like Crocs
Ironic, the pot was the Crock
Brought the sauce in the stu' and this bitch breathin' fire (Yeah-yeah)
Caucasian driver, no top, Greg Popp
But the spurs on that bih we outside (Horses)
The goal wasn't guap
It was makin' more opportunities and opps
Fortunate fortitude, we got some more to do
Lord protect me on my rides
I really feel more community than comp'
Round here, we got motion
My bih ride around to Frank Ocean (These bitches want Nikes)
My bro ride around with explosives
I'm feelin' the spirit, the ghost
I can't be a mirror of somethin', that dog on the street that I go through
Sometimes, you gotta move when the spirit say so
Okay, Jose I'm on Cuervo
Been afflicted, feel like J-Lo
Just wanna lay low, sometimes
Sometimes I find that I'm just complainin'-plainin'
Sometimes I find the time to get wasted, sometimes
Kuca, kuca, kuca! Glasno kucanje. Dobar korov kuca na tvoja vrata
Jebi se, jebi se, jebi se, i znaš da smo se sjebali
Bila je tamo, povukla se, znaš da ćemo se jebati
Oh, sranje, želi se ohladiti! Nema slabog sranja
[Zbor]
Prženi kao jebeni, petak navečer (petak navečer)
Drivin 'vruće kao jebeno (vruće kao jebeno)
Nema licencu (nema uši ')
Imam sve ove stvari (sve ove stvari)
Stvari na moj um (stvari mi na pameti)
[Stih 1]
Huh
Ove djevojke kažu: "Smino, zar ne znaš u petak svoj dan?"
Rekao sam joj: "Trenutno sam na Veneri, djevojko, ja sam iz vašeg prostora"
I znam da smo licem u lice, ali danas sam svoje tijelo
Dorađeni crnja tako je naporno djelovao, čak i ne primjećujem dobitak
Moj jedini cilj, nabavite sve što želim, a zatim ga daj
Cheesecake, remenje, sjemenke biljaka, navodnjavanje
Jednostavno radimo ovo sranje za babe, molim vas
To je ono što je u meni svu ovu strast, natjerao me da bušim i tresem se
Niste postavljeni u kamenu, sve to sranje koje ste napisali u olovci i bojicu (Crayon)
Idem Crayola, uzmi -, idem crayola, postani visoko kao Jay Hova
Dobijte moju posljednju riječ od seance
Moj prekrasan anđeo, moj lijepi anđeo je moj beyoncé-ace
Ave Maria, Agave Tequila, moj um u parobrodu, moj mozak muzej
Nemoj imati ono što vidite, povezan sam poput šava
Kartice koje su poslali napravile su kralja od njega
[Zbor]
Prženi kao jebeni, petak navečer (petak navečer)
Drivin 'vruće kao jebeno (vruće kao jebeno)
Nema licencu (nema uši ')
Imam sve ove stvari (sve ove stvari)
Stvari na moj um (stvari mi na pameti)
Prženi kao jebote, petak navečer
Drivin 'vruće kao jebeno
Nemam licencu
Imam sve ove stvari (sve ove stvari)
Stvari na moj um
[Stih 2]
Jedan, dva, tri, četiri, peta šalica u
Moj amigo je donio Casamigos na zabavu
Pošaljite motike na moju stranu
Govorio sam ove motike na nogama poput crocs -a
Ironično, lonac je bio kros
Donio je umak u Stu 'i ovu kučku dišu vatru (da-daj)
Kavkaski vozač, bez vrha, Greg Popp
Ali Spursi na onom Bih mi van (konji)
Cilj nije bio GUAP
Bilo je to više mogućnosti i opps
Sreća, moramo još nešto učiniti
Gospodin me štiti na mojim vožnjama
Stvarno se osjećam više zajednice nego komp '
Ovdje smo imali pokret
Moja bih vožnja do Frank Oceana (ove kuje žele Nikesa)
Moj brate vozio se eksplozivima
Osjećam duh, duh
Ne mogu biti ogledalo nešto, onaj pas na ulici kroz koji prolazim
Ponekad se moraš pomaknuti kad duh to kaže
Ok, Jose ja sam na Cuervu
Bio pogođen, osjećam se kao J-lo
Samo želim ležati nisko, ponekad
Ponekad ustanovim da se samo žalim
Ponekad pronađem vremena da se izgubim, ponekad