[Lyric] THURSDAY NIGHT (Johnny 215)

(1st Verse)
(Yea)
(Yea)
Yea, I got my mask I do not want corona
I know I’m gonna go up like a boner
Sainey and Kaela smoke gas, they some stoners
Can’t hang with niggas, cause you know they fake
And you know I gotta get the cake
Need a new hoodie, might just cop a bape
I’m a super hero, I dont need a cape
And I’m on the mic, and I’m spittin flames
If you know you know, that I go insane
Runnin up the racks, I dont want the fame
Want my music known? Then I gotta gain
Look at the drip I am so flee
I already know you copy like me
Lil Johnny cool, you wanna be like me
Can’t fuck with that whore , cause she is a skeez
My niggas, yea they be servin the fiends
Well I’m sellin them beats I be chargin a bean
My girlfriend always say that I’m mean
I don’t give a fuck that’s just how I gotta be
You know that I’m on a mission
Takin risks, so I can get to them riches
Told bro not to fuck with them bitches
Mom made cassava leaf, it’s in the kitchen
After that, she made me wash all the dishes
Why you so broke? You need to fix it
When you in the kitchen, you better whip it
Got these sneaks for a hunnid, I’m bouta flip it
(Hook)
Spittin all this hot shit on a Thursday night, night, night
Spittin all this hot shit on a Thursday night, night
On a Thursday night
On a Thursday night
On a Thursday night
On a Thursday night , (yuh, yuh)

(2nd Verse)
2021, it is no more fights
Gotta tote the pipe, gotta take a life
Gotta earn your stripes, do not bring a knife
That bitch, she a whore, she is not your wife
Bitch I’m rockin Nike, oldheads call it “Nighk”
Bitch I like the swoosh, I dont like 3 stripes
You asked if I’m okay, I said I’m fine
It was your money, I took it, It’s mine
Freestyle from the dome, I do not write
Yea I’m really hot , I know how to rhyme
I don’t write, so I’m some time
Spittin hot shit on a Thursday night
(On a Thursday night)
(On a Thursday night)
(On a Thursday night)
(On a Thursday night)
(On a Thursday night)