​next friday will be different

[Intro]
Vexx! Vexx! Vexx! Vexx! Vexx!
(Papa!) (Vexx!)

[Verse 1]
You ain't wanna say that I know some things
Pace set, buggin' when I sink my fangs
I'm a ragdoll, dippin' all my streamys in the queso
Cool, bet, come in, I'ma put 'em in a payload
Walk independent, what ya' got to know?
I gotta be right back when you got to go
I hit this baseline, thinkin' I'm original
On the stovetop, bumpin' stayin' miserable
Boy get up, me 'n my love, find me here when I get some buck
You ain't gon' fuck, test my luck, bitch go get it then I end up stuck
And I'm thinkin' what the fuck is you on? I spent a minute, I'm gone
And when the best start playin', going singin' along
You want a bay top boy, I be thinkin' he suck cock
You bring him around I'ma give him the whole Glock

[Vere 2]
Uptown, yeahhh, the clock gon' spin
He brought some back why don't ya' come on in?
I wanna drink some beer in the depths of the funds now
Pissed off sayin', I don't like the 'state, I don't like the hate
So I jump on out, I got a cat piss roach and it bought me out
I wanna Jordi high roll, finna win this bout
And then the bouncer comes in, what is this about?
You don't know what you've been on, fatal flaws, you ain't my son
Break until my armour numb, plays go up, I let this song go
Face my home, right back in it, when I catch my soul
Got me fuckin' on the phone, like damn, yeah she's bad
Quick scope, cover anything-

[Verse 3]
I said when it's right, I'ma kill em, I'ma give him a punch
Finna snap him like I'm Getty, then I get in the bunch
I want a real ripe bitch that be suckin' me nonstop
I been up on the internet, you be leakin' my whole cock
LiveLeak logo in the corner, rock a bitch, I'm underwater
Flip-back, runnin' all your favorite rappers out of town
Think I'm goin' keto 'cause I'm broke as shit
Finna get my dick sucked, she was like a pistol
Breakin' through the atmosphere, I'm movin' like a missile
Mad lick, ain't nobody tweakin' when I'm burnin' on a pallet
Hyper poppin' houses, they be lookin' like a palace
Hail to the labels and they godly thrones
They be fillin' up the artists with their money bones
They gonna fuck your ass with the pen and a contract
Dump yo' ass, I'm gonna lose the contact

[Interlude]
This is Nervexx, um, I have taken control of all the Facebook accounts, and you will not be getting them back. In addition, I will also be deleting this account and reporting all of you to the authorities.​
(Papa!)

[Verse 4]
I got a problem with you, lost it and you say it was you
I know it's not okay but I just wanna wish that you knew
Look at it in intervals, it's burning when I calm myself
You were in corners of the station when you let this out
Hey Mr. Money, you ain't the man now
You a low-class begger, your cash ain't the same cow
Rockin' new balance and your cars so cheap
I'ma go give allowance so your Mom can eat
I'm in the floorboards, hiding in ya' house, I'm your Dad now
Get to school before I whip you with my belt
Outside, water the plants with the neighbours
Eat your veggies and ask for some favours, boy