Rich Friday

[Intro] Turn Up Team Rich Friday, Hendrix You feel me Every thing lead back to that money Free bands, yeah [Chorus: Future] Walking downtown with a fat booty freak You get a ring, so they don't visit your door I got like 20 G's on me Designer from my head to the floor These niggas ain't seeing me These niggas think they wanna be me But they know that they can't I got worldwide streets status Affiliated with the gangstas and killers Yeah, now my niggas, I ride for my niggas And I'm down for my niggas Yeah, yeah, yeah Rich Friday [Verse 1: Future] What what, shout out to all my niggas killin' it Yeah, yeah, shout out to these bitches feelin' it Flyest nigga on the earth I live in the shook Top a nigga off and go get you some Giuseppe's These young niggas that ride with me they scream murder The feds stash that nigga up and he out, dog, he working That yola all in my bloodline Still give me that money They come through and they bang, bang On you like the screen 300 Codeine all in my stomach, big face, that Rollie Eating on that good Jamaican with a nigga twistin' that Dodie Sa pa my zoes, riding around with them Yoppas Nigga claiming they got shooters but they shooters ain’t got bodies [Chorus: Future] Walking downtown with a fat booty freak You get a ring, so they don't visit your door I got like 20 G's on me Designer from my head to the floor These niggas ain't seeing me These niggas think they wanna be me But they know that they can't I got worldwide streets status Affiliated with the gangstas and killers Yeah, now my niggas, I ride for my niggas And I'm down for my niggas Yeah, yeah, yeah Rich Friday [Verse 2: Nicki Minaj] Whoa, whoa, whoa Shout out to them bitches trying to be me Yeah, yeah, yeah Bitch I'm poppin' bottles, Dream of Jeannie Flyest bitch on the planet, live in a castle Niggas love me, my little waist, my ass colossal These old bitches, I fuck with get money That Atlanta, that Texas, that Alabama, Montgomery He ain't fuckin' no dummy Bitches be fuckin' to get that money They pack, packin' that gunny Nigga, you talk shit and get done-y I tiger dial that Rollie Got that Angelina, that Jolie I'm plain Jane, and no ice in it So ain't no need for that goalie My jet prolly say Boeing Bitches be broke, claimin' they hoeing This jacket here cost ten thousand That tag on it say Balmain [Chorus: Future] Walking downtown with a fat booty freak You get a ring, so they don't visit your door I got like 20 G's on me Designer from my head to the floor These niggas ain't seeing me These niggas think they wanna be me But they know that they can't I got worldwide streets status Affiliated with the gangstas and killers Yeah, now my niggas, I ride for my niggas And I'm down for my niggas Yeah, yeah, yeah Rich Friday [Verse 3: Juelz Santana] 40 grand for the sky dweller Four grand on the Margiela's 44, I'm a pawn fella Bad bitches, four at a time nigga Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth and smoke Fuck my lady, kiss my babies, Daddy gotta go Semi-automatic, ready for the show Clique full of killers, that's my band, we all rock and roll Drum roll for these niggas please We shopping for bodies, killing sprees We be in the club spending niggas rent We be buying cars that these niggas rent Fuck niggas couldn't see me if I had no tint Superman that hoe, Clark Kent You talk shit but don't do shit I'm always on some new shit Got your bitch [?] Them feds trackin' my movement [Chorus: Future] Walking downtown with a fat booty freak You get a ring, so they don't visit your door I got like 20 G's on me Designer from my head to the floor These niggas ain't seeing me These niggas think they wanna be me But they know that they can't I got worldwide streets status Affiliated with the gangstas and killers Yeah, now my niggas, I ride for my niggas And I'm down for my niggas Yeah, yeah, yeah Rich Friday [Verse 4: French Montana] It's Friday, it's Friday Two million dollars in that driveway I need more money A$AP (Rocky) Street sweeper, get the floor moppin' I done started with a bank roll Whippin' salt harder than tank door Smoking killer, I am with a killer Pull up to the dealer looking like a dealer In the drop top strapped, worth 50 bag Now he off the wall, million coffee pack I've seen dreams turned to 25 to life Mike had 25 a night And them shoes Alejandro Shawtie bust it open for a hundo [Chorus: Future] Walking downtown with a fat booty freak You get a ring, so they don't visit your door I got like 20 G's on me Designer from my head to the floor These niggas ain't seeing me These niggas think they wanna be me But they know that they can't I got worldwide streets status Affiliated with the gangstas and killers Yeah, now my niggas, I ride for my niggas And I'm down for my niggas Yeah, yeah, yeah Rich Friday Yeah, yeah, yeah Rich Friday