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Black Friday, yeah (Yeah) Black Friday, yeah (Yeah) Black Friday, yeah (Yeah) Black Friday, yeah (Yeah) (That boy Jdolla go crazy) Yeah, yeah I'm a fake killa In a fake thriller (Gang) I'm a fake killa In a fake thriller (Gang) My life is so glamorous, but I'm still suicidal (Yeah) But I didn't know how fast it get, every move is vital (Yeah) I'm addicted to ass and tits, this should be the title (Yeah) I'm addicted to the fancy shit, that's why I don't got no bridal (Yeah, yeah) I look both ways, I drive in my damn Mercedes (Huh) I'm lookin' both ways, I'm tryna find my damn baby (Huh) If I go the wrong way, nobody could come save me (Huh) But I tell shawty take a onе way, she might save me Can't bеlieve I'm gettin' paid off the poems (Poems) Feel like a UK nigga in the Uni, up in the dorms (Dorms) Shout out to my motherfuckin' label, but I hate signin' these forms (Forms) Devil all in my ear, fuck, still pray to the Lord (Lord) Lord, Lord, Lord Lord, Lord Letras de cancionesLord, I'm a fake killa (Yeah) Lord, I'm a fake killa I'm a fake killa In a fake thriller (Gang) I'm a fake killa In a fake thriller (Gang) My life is so glamorous, but I'm still suicidal (Yeah) But I didn't know how fast it get, every move is vital (Yeah) I'm addicted to ass and tits, this should be the title (Yeah) I'm addicted to the fancy shit, that's why I don't got no bridal (Yeah) From Letras Mania