Futuristic - T.G.I.F. lyrics

[Verse 1:] Yo, free clothes, three hoes and a Gatorade White socks, black chucks, looking like I'm Taylor Gang Xbox on the bus, just so we can play the game Banging on my chest after I f**, just like orangutans New whip at the crib, but I let my cousin drive Told him quit his nine to five, n***as gon' be rich for life Buzzing like a beehive, look into my brother's eyes Blood thicker than water, I got you, forget them others guys Jumping in the crowd together, make my mama proud forever But nobody tell her we got them hoes And they got down for whatever Clowning all my homies, all my records is sounding clever Crowd is getting loud and wilding out like this is heavy metal After party, yeah, I'm faded, pictures with me, yeah, I'm famous Haters hating, well, I got security to keep this stainless These women be getting naked, I got Magnum sh** is dangerous Misbehaving, I'm a make her say yeah just like Usher Raymond [Hook x2:] TGIF, thank God I'm Futuristic [x3] Thank God I'm Futuristic [x2] Ho [Verse 2:] Yo, yeah, stage dives, high fives and some autographs Big money talking, save them quarters for the laundromat Told them I was about to blow, then stepped on the launching pad Now I'm calling shots like I'm a baller yelling, off the gla** Hundred snaps up in my closet, only rocking two or three Only n***a shining like a star without no j**elry In my city you'll never hear nobody say, who is he? Spitting cold flows in hundred twenty two degrees My team is dreaming and scheming on making millions I'm heading to the Banks just like Tyra and Azelea My word done change with the seasons Like a goddamn chameleon Speaking green, I'm a motherf**ing beast Godzilla, you the opposite They say I'll be lost without you, like Robin Thicke Funny n***a, robbing big, Magic Johnson, positive I'm sick and ain't no telling when these n***as find a cure for me But still a n***a prosper and gossiping and they heard of me [Hook]