Lyrics
You know this bitch a freak, and it's 7pm Friday
Took her to the club and she move it like why it vibrate
shorty stay to turnt so, I fucked her sideways
Give her anything she wants so she knows that I'm bout it
If she ain't bringing in no money, she can't come in
Walk in this bitch, you gon' see all the hunnids
If you ain't making no money, you a bum bitch
All my **** balling, they dumb rich
Freaky fine shit, yeah you know I'm stuffing
Why? Cause that ass looking like a muffin
But baby don't get that confused cause I'm not cuffin
Like what? You really really thought I was in love? Is you dumb
Bitch thought she was grabbing on my dick, it was my gun
I don't tell you this for nothing, KOK up on the run
Rather have a bankroll than being a whole bum
Bitch it's Bk, they ask me who it is ****
Bitch it's Bk
Bitch it's Bk, they ask me who it is ****
Bitch it's Bk
bout to show you what the fuck I'm on, it's uh freak Friday
I be pillow talking to these hoes cause they know I'm the one
I be on and off like switches cause these tricks be some sluts
I could never be JCPenney broke
When all I do is keep it a buck
Ion really fuck with runts
Cause all I do is smoke fat ass fuckin blunts
I be on some freaky shit when Friday hit
All I do is hang with bitches
luh luh twerk it with they buns
I like throwing money when I got the funds
I got my dick where my gun be
She wanna bop bop bop bop, let me see how the fun be
She wanna bop bop bop bop, let me see how the fun be
You know this bitch a freak and it's 7pm Friday
Took her to the club and she move it like why it vibrate
Shorty stay too turnt so I fucked her sideways
Gave her anything she want so she know that I'm bout it
That I'm bout it
That I'm bout it
That I'm bout it
That I'm bout it
Written by: Daniel Ferrel, Omar Gonzalez Perez
