Fried (She a Vibe)
Metro Boomin, Future
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(Metro) Yeah, I'm fried Yeah, I'm fried Yeah, I'm fried Yeah Yeah, I'm fried Yeah Yeah, I'm fried Yeah, I'm fried I just blew a check in the strip club on a Wednesday She ain't goin', I'ma ask her what her friend say Yeah, I'm fried Yeah, I'm fried Yeah, I'm fried I'm still high from the night before and I popped another one Do you roll, roll, roll, like the stone? Do you got more than two or three phones? Do you? I'm fried, yes, fried I'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty, she a vibe I'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty, she a vibe I'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty, she a vibe I'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty Hold a nigga down and she tote my Glock 40 Bust her down, ice her out just like my artists Every time we link, it's like we throwin' a private party Yeah, yeah, walk inside the strip club, I'm just a walkin' bankroll I don't want my old hoes 'cause them hoes all old Lookin' for that young shit, twenty-four Baby have buns, shit, I'm bendin' it over Big pimpin', rockin' with her like I'm Dame Dash She waitressin' at Starlets, ain't too many I ain't had She Spanish, she can't call me, "Papi," I make her call me, "Dad" Her panties off, she come through every time when I smash She ain't try to charge, but anyway, I gave her a lil' cash I'm poppin' it off, I'm tryna make her ex-nigga mad Leaned up, just took two pills, damn, a nigga throwed Underhand, overhand, the money gettin' blowed Yeah, I'm fried Yeah, I'm fried I just blew a check in the strip club on a Wednesday I don't care if she ain't goin', I ask her what her friend say I bet she say, "Comprende" Yeah, yeah, fried Yeah, I'm fried I f*ck with shorty 'cause shorty is a vibe Right To my left and my right And my front I got blunts and I love puttin' on stunts, yeah Take a shot every day, we gon' get high every day Told my girl, "I'll be cuttin' off, shorty," wouldn't hit her anyway Save the day, anyway, then had to make sure she sign an NDA Pretty girls all across the world, they know sensei This money got my mind goin', this a tax bracket, different timezone Drink out the Styrofoam, I ain't never been this high though I just got my roll on, I ain't popped up like this in so long I just like to vibe on her, went plain Jane, two-tone Took a couple uppers, downers, mixed 'em up together Runnin' through this money like it never felt better I just went to Cleef and bought the store from overseas Shorty got me blowin' money fast like Meech I'm fried, yes, fried I'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty, she a vibe I'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty, she a vibe I'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty, she a vibe I'm fried, yes, fried I'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty, she a vibe I'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty, she a vibe I'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty, she a vibe You know We the best in the business What you think I mean when I say that What the f*ck you think I mean when I say that, man We the best in this business There ain't no competition for us, man
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Written by: Leland Wayne, Nayvadius Wilburn
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