Correction Lyrics Friday the 17th by 1017 Eskimo

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You n***as is suckers and ain't got no cash
I hopped off my a** and I got me a bag
These raps make me sad, got all of this cash
When word gets out that boy don't look at the tag
Cars exotic, transform, robotic
My chopper is modded, I shoot it retarded
Lil Wopster don't hide it, I shoot you, new target
I left the body, the police gon' choke it
I rock Supreme and Italian designer
I'm lit like a candle, stay strapped like some sandals
We snakes just like Samuel, but we on a jet
Looking suspicious, catch two on the neck
Your b*t*h gave me neck and I swear it's the best
Ayy, hopped out the 'Rari and hopped in the 'Vette
VVS drip, my shirt soakin' wet
I can't trust a soul, f**ked the ho with my face

Somewhere geeked up with my partner, ayy
Heard that n***a havin' cash, we gon' follow him, uh
Send a b*t*h out and tell her, "Follow him"
Got a chopper full of shells, he gon' swallow 'em, ayy
Somewhere geeked up with my partner, ayy
Heard that n***a havin' cash, we gon' follow him, uh
Send a b*t*h out and tell her, "Follow him"
Got a chopper full of shells, he gon' swallow 'em
My b*t*h she bad, she look like a model
Got a nice body, she shaped like a bottle
I buy her Chanel, she suck, she swallow
Bought me a chopper and fill it with hollows
I d**k down the trap off the nicks and the name
I need new chains, finna hit me a stain
I woke up in Follies, I'm making it rain
I f**k on your ho, send her back where she came
Bought me a glocky, it cost me six-fifty
Tote hundreds and fifties, they look just like t**ties
These n***as, they know how I'm rockin' like Milly
I hold the chopper and make 'em get silly
Clutch on that girl, that b*t*h poppin' a wheelie
Top from your b*t*h got me swervin' the Bentley
You say that's your b*t*h? Well guess what, I'm a dentist
Don't want your ho, get her back when I'm finished

(Ayy)
Yeah, b*t*h
I don't want your ho, n***a
(Ha) Ah
(Ha) Yeah
Ah, yeah, uh (Ayy)
B*t*h I'm gettin' cake, uh, you on Section 8
I get special service when I walk inside the bank (Ayy)
Color drippin' off the 'rella, coupe is candy paint
I just f**ked a preacher's wife, was actin' like she Sam
Ooh, act hard, they know that they ain't
Just bought a new gun, it came with a shank
Go out like Saddam, go out with a bang
Fortnite sh*t, I shoot it, got aim
I'm in the field and you on the range
Made love with a b*t*h and I'm with the gang
I need some guap, yeah, I need a stain
Kick door sh*t, run up in your domain

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