Friday the 13th payday

HOOK — $crim

Friday paycheck hit the account, I'm countin' up the dead ones

Candy Kush, sugar-coated, yeah, that's where my head runs

Nine to five just to survive, now I'm tryna forget some

Light it up, let it burn, 'til the whole world feels numb

(Grey 59, hoe, yeah)

Verse 1 — Ruby da Cherry

Walked in that dispensary like I walked out a cemetery

Eyes sunken, pockets heavy, soul been dead since January

Candy Kush, pink and green, lookin' like a sweet disease

Pop a edible, now I'm floatin' somewhere overseas

Boss said "good work this week," I said "fuck you, pay me"

Every dollar that I earn goes to somethin' that'll fade me

Ruby been the same since the Northside raised me

Now I'm coughin' up my lungs while the blunt's goin' crazy

(Yeah, yeah)

Pink lemonade terpenes got me stuck inside a daydream

Suicidal tendencies but the weed is my safety

Friday night, lock the door, don't nobody come and save me

Just me and my Candy Kush, watch the whole world go hazy

Verse 2 — $crim

Slick $crim with the script, yeah, I been that fiend since '06

Payday ritual, hit the plug, yeah, we doin' our little tricks

Candy-coated Cali bud, smell it through the vacuum seal

Work all week just to cop, tell me how the fuck that's real?

G59 'til the grave, either that or the ashtray

Drownin' in my own mind, only kush can make the pain stay

(Stay away, stay away)

Friday night, solo dolo, blunt rolled, lights low

Voices in my head get quiet when the indica hits slow

Project Pat on the speaker while I'm breakin' down the nug

Another week in hell survived, pour some syrup in my mug

(Syrup, yeah)

Verse 3 — Project Pat

Yeah hoe, it's Friday, break bread, get paid

Hit the trap, get the pack, Candy Kush by the eighth

Project Pat, Memphis cat, never slack, gettin' fat

Work all week for the check, now it's time to relax

(Yeah hoe!)

Candy sweet, sticky icky, got me higher than a blimp

Friday night, pourin' mud, sippin' slow, no limp

Three 6 in the deck, $uicide on the aux

Bought an ounce of that Candy, now I'm higher than a fox

(What?)

Payday hustle, muscle through the week, now I'm chillin'

Kush so loud, got the whole damn neighborhood feelin'

Pat and the Boys, yeah, we makin' that noise

Candy Kush on Friday, breakin' bread with my boys

(Yeah hoe, yeah hoe!)

[OUTRO — crim & Project Pat]*

*(crim)

Another Friday, another eighth

Another week I barely escaped

(Project Pat)

Yeah hoe, break bread, get paid

Candy Kush, light it up, let it fade

(Both)

Grey 59... Three 6...

Friday payday... we out here...

(lighter flick, inhale, cough)