Friday Night - Rich Homie Quan

We been shinin' bright

Diamonds hittin' like dynamites

And if that Sprite’s too clean

You know that’s ain’t my kinda of Sprite

Two bitches, one me

I’m tryna have that kind of night

I left from Wayne’s too early

I’ma be back later on Friday night

I’ma get that money by Friday night

Paycheck came early, I’ma get it by Friday night

Booked a full year, I ain’t had an off Friday night

Backhands and weed my nigga and Friday night

Ok, now Friday, they had the fuel, they order weed

She said I’m childish

Every time I get caught cheating

She keep it private

And she don’t tell nobody my secrets

And I pray by Friday

I hope that paints her down to hit

Forget about it

Baby girl don’t hold that over my head

Take a look at my watch

I done fell in love with the bread

I don’t need no stylist

I put this shit on with no help

Big old gun, don’t need no belt

Dap you up, don’t do no love

I ain’t tripping 'bout nothing either

I ain’t worried 'bout nothing either

I’m a big ol' dog, had another litter

And we don’t talk with niggas playin' in the middle

And we gon' make sure the fan is straight

And we gon' keep the something in the safe

And we gon' put the money up, baby

And we ain’t never worried about a hater

We been shinin' bright

Diamonds hittin' like dynamites

And if that Sprite’s too clean

You know that’s ain’t my kinda of Sprite

Two bitches, one me

I’m tryna have that kind of night

I left from Wayne’s too early

I’ma be back later on Friday night

I’ma get that money by Friday night

Paycheck came early, I’ma get it by Friday night

Booked a full year, I ain’t had an off Friday night

Backhands and weed my nigga and Friday night