Friday

[Intro]
Rochambeau
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[Pre-Chorus]
I don't really give a fuck 'cause I'm fucked up too
Lot of cash comin' in, count it up like one, two
Girl, you got me on my mind, I can never trust you
I've been busy on my grind, don't give a fuck about you

[Chorus]
You ain't ever see the picture
Every time I open up I think I miss her
I been pourin' up in styrofoam, ain't no more liquor
That girl had me feelin' down, way back when I was with her
Now look, bitch, I'm richer (Now look, bitch, I'm richer)

[Verse]
Yeah (Hey), here we go again
Back up on this pop shit, they ain't feelin' it
He spent like fifty, just to pull up in a Cullinan
That girl broke my heart, so I will never ever trust again (Let's go)
That boy hit mе for a feature
Told 'em, "Hеll nah," his shit was wack, I do not need ya
I won't fall in love again, I promise I don't need her
Told that bitch I'm 'bout my green
Life ain't fair, I know this life is hard
Baby girl left me with a permanent scar
Rock out with my band like we playin' guitars
Pull up in a spaceship, new whip came from Mars
Oh-oh, I've been feelin' brand new
I've been feelin' like money, I hope you feelin' it too
If you tell me you're busy, I'll find me somethin' to do
Probably fuck on your bestie and she be lovin' it too

[Pre-Chorus]
I don't really give a fuck 'cause I'm fucked up too
Lot of cash comin' in, count it up like one, two
Girl, you got me on my mind, I can never trust you
I've been busy on my grind, don't give a fuck about you

[Chorus]
You ain't ever see the picture
Every time I open up I think I miss her
I been pourin' up in styrofoam, ain't no more liquor
That girl had me feelin' down, way back when I was with her
Now look, bitch, I'm richer (Now look, bitch, I'm richer)

[Pre-Chorus]
I don't really give a fuck 'cause I'm fucked up too
Lot of cash comin' in, count it up like one, two
Girl, you got me on my mind, I can never trust you
I've been busy on my grind, don't give a fuck about you

[Chorus]
You ain't ever see the picture
Every time I open up I think I miss her
I been pourin' up in styrofoam, ain't no more liquor
That girl had me feelin' down, way back when I was with her
Now look, bitch, I'm richer (Now look, bitch, I'm richer)