Friday (feat. Wav-e)

I'm almost outta weed I gotta re-up Got the weekend off I'm trying to chill and kick my feet up Smoke then hit the kitchen Time to see what I'm gone eat up B-Blow for miles While I speed in my two seater I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm almost outta weed I gotta re-up Got the weekend off I'm trying to chill and kick my feet up Smoke then hit the kitchen Time to see what I'm gone eat up B-Blow for miles While I speed in my two seater Higher than a muthafucka Trying to get higher Yes I love the weed I'm a muhfucken buyer You can catch me in your city At your cannabis supplier And I always come prepared With extra muthafucken lighters (fire that shit up) Ima spark a J And blow it in your face Catching contact Bitch you like the muthafucken taste Blowing like a kingpin I be high as outer space Ain't a drug test around That I can't muthafucken ace pussy I'm almost outta weed I gotta re-up Got the weekend off I'm trying to chill and kick my feet up Smoke then hit the kitchen Time to see what I'm gone eat up B-Blow for miles While I speed in my two seater I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm almost outta weed I gotta re-up Got the weekend off I'm trying to chill and kick my feet up Smoke then hit the kitchen Time to see what I'm gone eat up B-Blow for miles While I speed in my two seater I smoke weed everyday I'm a dog just like Nate (aye) CoVeN grab some woods Cuz we bout to smoke this 8th (aye) Down to Earth nigga But I'm high as f*ck today Told baby hit the kitchen Put some chicken on my plate I'm a beast I'm a dog Yeah I look like Lil Weezy But the smoke is in the way So you really can't see me Tal-Tal-Talking real greasy But he really wanna be me Smoking green getting green Yeah I make this shit look easy It's Friday night and I'm finna get lit Bout to call up the homie Bout pour a few fifths I just left my nigga And we copped a few zips Let's call up some hoes Blow the roof off this bitch (aye pull up) I'm almost outta weed I gotta re-up Got the weekend off I'm trying to chill and kick my feet up Smoke then hit the kitchen Time to see what I'm gone eat up B-Blow for miles While I speed in my two seater I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm almost outta weed I gotta re-up Got the weekend off I'm trying to chill and kick my feet up Smoke then hit the kitchen Time to see what I'm gone eat up B-Blow for miles While I speed in my two seater