Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jess Jackson
Keyboards
Dillon Brophy
Keyboards
GloRilla
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gloria Woods
Songwriter
Yakki Davis
Songwriter
Lucas Alegria
Songwriter
Mario Mims
Songwriter
Jorge M. Taveras
Songwriter
Dillon Brophy
Songwriter
Jess Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zenjikozen
Producer
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer
Dillon Brophy
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Aaron "thank Aaron" Bolton
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
GloRilla
Gang gang
Uh, uh, uh
Aye
[Chorus]
It's 7 p.m. Friday, it's 95 degrees (Woo) (Yup)
I ain't got no ****, and no **** ain't got me (Let's go)
I'm 'bout to show my ass, these **** love a freak (Baow)
How the fuck is that yo' man if he right here with me? (Huh?)
The fuck?
[Chorus]
(Aye) Turnt up with my ****
(Aye) Turnt up with my bitches
(Aye) Turnt up at my shows
Yeah, cuzzo got that blickie
(Aye) Sixty thousand fans came to see me do my dance (Uh)
Got a million and one haters, and they all can kiss my ass (Mwah)
[Chorus]
Turnt up with my ****
(Aye) Turnt up with my bitches
(Aye) Turnt up at my shows
Yeah, cuzzo right here with me
(Aye) Off a fifth of Hen', getting fucked up with my twin
Got a Backwood full of za and a bankroll full of Bens
[Verse 1]
All that Twitter typing, bitches see me and ain't do nothin' (Weak ass)
Crop top with some biker shorts, I'm showing off my moose knuckle (Whoa)
I'm feeling good today (Yup)
I'm outside witcho baby (Uh-huh)
Got a brown-skin **** with dreads (Okay)
And a black-ass **** with waves (Let's go)
[Verse 2]
(Aye) He gon' drop that neck
(Aye) He love the way I sex
(Aye) Fake nails, bitches pressed
(Aye) So high, I'm damn near wrecked
(Aye) I keep this pussy fresh
(Aye) Yeezy shirt, I'm wet
(Aye) Who want smoke, say what?
(Aye) Ho, get that off yo' chest
The fuck?
[Chorus]
Turnt up with my **** (Aye)
Turnt up with my bitches (Aye)
Turnt up at my shows
Yeah, cuzzo got that blickie
(Aye) Sixty thousand fans came to see me do my dance (Uh)
Got a million and one haters, and they all can kiss my ass (Mwah)
[Chorus]
It's 7 p.m. Friday, it's 95 degrees (Woo) (Yup)
I ain't got no ****, and no **** ain't got me (Let's go)
I'm 'bout to show my ass, these **** love a freak (Baow)
How the fuck is that yo' man if he right here with me? (Huh?)
Uh
[Verse 3]
Friday night, hot as hell, and you know the hoes out (Where dey at?)
Mani', pedi', fresh set, and I got my toes out (Shh)
I'm rocking off-white on an off night (Uh-huh) (Hey)
These bitches with me pretty, and they all can fight (Yup)
[Verse 4]
(Aye) Yeah, fuck you mean?
40 inches, 613 (Hey)
I'm looking fine as hell, I'm tryna be seen (Duh)
I'm finna wreck the scene (Uh)
I'm off that 17 (Hey)
Turnt up with my n****nem, watch me do my, ah, ah
[Chorus]
Turn up with my ****
(Aye) Turnt up with my bitches
(Aye) Turnt up at my shows
Yeah, cuzzo got that blickie
(Aye) Sixty thousand fans came to see me do my dance (Uh)
Got a million and one haters, and they all can kiss my ass (Mwah)
[Chorus]
It's 7 p.m. Friday, it's 95 degrees (Woo) (Yup)
I ain't got no ****, and no **** ain't got me (Let's go)
I'm 'bout to show my ass, these **** love a freak (Baow)
How the fuck is that yo' man if he right here with me? (Huh?)
[Outro]
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Written by: . Koto, Dillon Brophy, Gloria Woods, Jess Jackson, Jorge M. Taveras, Lucas Alegria, Mario Mims, Ronnie Jackson, Yakki Davis
