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King Bando - Friday Lyrics



King Bando - Friday Lyrics




I'm just tryna get some Gwap (chasin bandz aye)
Tryna get some Gwap (chasin bandz ayeyay)
Tryna get some Gwap aye
I'm just tryna get some Gwap
Tryna get some Gwap
Tryna get some Gwap aye

Might not even wear my tops today
Feel like gettin gwap today
Prolly hit my barber for a cut, I'm next, I'm on the way
I gotta make this play a way and I can't Stayeyay
I just need a lining & taper, then I skaeate

Prolly getting high shooting down 85
You just getting by, gotta call yo Patna for a ride
I don't need my eyes, getting fly & I didn't even try
Niggas hatin why, cause we balling on em throwing lobs

I don't take it personal
Lil b*** choosing, I'll f*** around and curve a h**
Real N*** only and you N*** a Pinocchio

You ain't the real boy, mid pack smoke we all know that ain't no real noise

(That ain't none of my business tho)

I just wanna ball with all the N*** That I grew up with
& I put that on my soul N*** try it we on bullshit
Coolin wit my bros and we shining ain't no who is this
Game I'm too fluent wit it, I'm big headed cant do fitteds

I been on the road, grab the scale and some colegate
Tryna whip this playeyay and I'm thirsty for some Caeake
I don't need no breaks, all I know is go, touch my bread you toast, crazy bout my loaf
Can't hang With N***, Just pass me the ropes

You can't try to be a P, Boy you a peon
Everyday I'm chasin bandz like a re run
Everydayeyay I'm sparking Ls, you know we won
Ray Charles To Competition, We Don't See None
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I'm just tryna get some Gwap (chasin bandz aye)
Tryna get some Gwap (chasin bandz ayeyay)
Tryna get some Gwap aye
I'm just tryna get some Gwap
Tryna get some Gwap
Tryna get some Gwap aye

Might not even wear my tops today
Feel like gettin gwap today
Prolly hit my barber for a cut, I'm next, I'm on the way
I gotta make this play a way and I can't Stayeyay
I just need a lining & taper, then I skaeate

Prolly getting high shooting down 85
You just getting by, gotta call yo Patna for a ride
I don't need my eyes, getting fly & I didn't even try
Niggas hatin why, cause we balling on em throwing lobs

I don't take it personal
Lil b*** choosing, I'll f*** around and curve a h**
Real N*** only and you N*** a Pinocchio

You ain't the real boy, mid pack smoke we all know that ain't no real noise

(That ain't none of my business tho)

I just wanna ball with all the N*** That I grew up with
& I put that on my soul N*** try it we on bullshit
Coolin wit my bros and we shining ain't no who is this
Game I'm too fluent wit it, I'm big headed cant do fitteds

I been on the road, grab the scale and some colegate
Tryna whip this playeyay and I'm thirsty for some Caeake
I don't need no breaks, all I know is go, touch my bread you toast, crazy bout my loaf
Can't hang With N***, Just pass me the ropes

You can't try to be a P, Boy you a peon
Everyday I'm chasin bandz like a re run
Everydayeyay I'm sparking Ls, you know we won
Ray Charles To Competition, We Don't See None
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