Friday Nite

I know you don't smoke weed
I know this
But i'ma get you high today
Cause it's friday
You ain't got no job
And you ain't got shit to do!

Uh, I just pulled up to the after party and everyone here's gettin so fucked up
Off of the weed, alcohol or molly, and I'm so sorry to interrupt ya
Is anyone else not feelin good vibes or did I just get too drunk? (now I'm wasted)
And my best friends say I should have a good time but I'm really not having fun (na na na na)
But anytime I'm alone on a friday night
I'm saying cliche things like I hate my life
So I pull up to the function to socialize
But the truth is I just don't feel right

I been staying solo like a red cup
To feel no mo, I just get messed up
I'm counting my days, up until the week ends
But I'd rather be a waste then be in the deep end
All my role models said "kids don't do drugs"
Till I found out quick that the drugs do you
How am I supposed to care when I give no fucks and there's no one out I can give fucks to?
But I should apologize, I keep switching up the topic
Goin on and on and on, somebody tell me to stop it
Should I dip right now or just wait until the cops come?
While they're blastin that Drake, playin "Started from the Bottom"

I just pulled up to the after party and everyone here's gettin so fucked up
Off of the weed, alcohol or Molly, and I'm so sorry to interrupt ya
Is anyone else not feelin good vibes or did I just get too drunk? (na na na na)
And my best friends say I should have a good time but I'm really not having fun (not at all)
But anytime I'm alone on a friday night
I'm saying cliche things like I hate my life
So I pull up to the function to socialize
But the truth is I just don't feel right



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Writer(s): Colin Beck
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