Maffew Ragazino Friday Lyrics

[Intro]

It's what they wanted
It's what they wanted
Seniors chillin', ill minds chillin'
What more can I say? We winnin'
That's what sh (coughing), yeah, ok, ok
Senior, what's happening?

What up world, yeah, what's crackin'ing?
Bitch, right back on your ass again
Titties on your ass again
My president is black again
And I got a bad white bitch
That voted for me
The way she seen a pole,
I know that she sick
Talkin' bout she never sit,
Ho, quit yappin' yo lips!
Hop your republican ass on top of this dick
And rotate counterclockwise
Big time, nigga, flavor flame Glock size
Paper game, skip a black (???)
My wife gon' be the first black girl on My Wives

[Hook]

Seniors chillin', ill minds chillin'
What more can I say? We winnin'
That's what we get, we got it good
Too sexy for my motherfucking hood

Would you clap with the sneer to the trap
If your girl's outta face, then your girl I slap
Niggas really think the rap shit's all that
'Till they found out that it's deeper than that
Like the king of Abu Dabi, get your whole head wrapped
Bad (???) with the captain and strap
Led snapper with the seaweed snap
Starbucks addict, green tea frat
Ah, pip the game, stick it, I ordered the hits
One phone call, off with your shit
On my call, drop us some tits
Shooters hangin' out the window, choppin' them sticks
I chase money round the clock, right?
I'm on that bullshit like (???)
Hundred round jumps, un(???)
I see the music in the streets through Pac's eyes

[Hook]