Canvas The God - Day Five (feat. Prizm)

Yeah
I can't wait 'til the weekend
I'ma hit the club dripping like I'm bleeding
Got the ice on my wrist like I'm freezing
Waves popping like I'm going for a deep swim
Day five of the week and I'm feeling good
'Bout to run up the street and get a backwood
Got the Henny in my cup and I'm feeling rich
Yeah tonight I'ma pull a nigga and a bitch
I'm Mr. Incredible
Good guy, but tonight I'm bout to be a hoe
Where the niggas with the slacks? Professional
I like them niggas that be balling like a testicle
Bet you ain't know I was flexible
I think you wanna take me home like a collectible
The way this ass set up is unacceptable
I'm 'bout to throw this ass back, alphabetical

That bar went over your head
Ass back, Aye B, give a nigga head
Three story club, it's a bar over my head
If my ex text, I'ma leave that nigga on read
I'm looking, feeling, smelling like a fresh baked snack
That nigga standing over there is packing
It's only one method of attack
It's Thursday, so I'm 'bout to throw it back

It's Thursday, so I'm 'bout to throw it back
It's Thursday, so I'm 'bout to throw it back
Got that Henny in my cup, yeah that's Cognac
It's Thursday, so I'm 'bout to throw it back
It's Thursday, so I'm 'bout to throw it back
It's Thursday, so I'm 'bout to throw it back
Got that Henny in my cup, yeah that's Cognac
It's Thursday, so I'm 'bout to throw it back

Yo
All this ass sitting on my back got a bitch limping
Henny on the rocks, thats all a bitch sipping
Real ass bitch, and I fuck with real bitches
I'm from the East side, screaming money over niggas!
Ass so big had to put her on a diet
Got a nine millimeter just in case a bitch try it
I'ma throw it back like it's Thursday night
'Cause I heard your baby daddy got a real big pipe
Pussy so wet its like I'm sipping on ice
Juicy ass thighs you gon' need a pot of rice
I ride that dick like I'm riding on a bike
Then I slide through the hood with my niggas shooting dice
I'ma throw this ass like I got a hula hoop
Fruity ass pussy like a nigga eating fruit loops
Im a big fine bitch and I got these niggas stuttering
Prizm in this bitch and I got these hoes mumbling

Prizm in this bitch got these jealous hoes mumbling
Prizm in this bitch got these jealous hoes mumbling
Prizm in this bitch got these jealous hoes mumbling
Prizm in this bitch got these jealous hoes mumbling

It's Thursday, so I'm 'bout to throw it back
It's Thursday, so I'm 'bout to throw it back
Got that Henny in my cup, yeah that's Cognac
It's Thursday, so I'm 'bout to throw it back
It's Thursday, so I'm 'bout to throw it back
It's Thursday, so I'm 'bout to throw it back
Got that Henny in my cup, yeah that's Cognac
It's Thursday, so I'm 'bout to throw it back

Bartender
Let me get a Crown peach and cranberry out the blender
Yeah I stole that nigga girl, and he ain't even defend her
And she put that fat ass on my lap, white flag I surrender
It gets better my nigga
I'm twerking through the club, ass bouncing like Tigger
Bruh say that he can handle, I'm like how do you figure?
If you ain't packing a nine then I'm pulling the trigger
I'm thick as two Snickers
And I got a nasty wiggle
Yeah I'm dripping in the sauce, let me give you a drizzle
I got the sausage and the cakes, just call me a McGriddle
I'm single, shoot your shot, I'ma call it a missile
Yeah I'm dripping like gristle, dripping right off of the fat
As have you addicted, you can call it asscrack
As I previously mentioned, I'm looking like a snack
And it's Thursday my nigga, so I'ma throw it back

It's Thursday, so I'm 'bout to throw it back
It's Thursday, so I'm 'bout to throw it back
Got that Remy in my cup, yeah that's Cognac
It's Thursday, so I'm 'bout to throw it back
It's Thursday, so I'm 'bout to throw it back
It's Thursday, so I'm 'bout to throw it back
Got that Henny in my cup, yeah that's Cognac
It's Thursday, so I'm 'bout to throw it back

Written by:
Khiry Haley-Collins, Nakeyshia Harper

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