Fried (She a Vibe) - Future & Metro Boomin

[Intro]
(Metro)
Yeah, I'm fried
Yeah, I'm fried
Yeah, I'm fried
Yeah
Yeah, I'm fried
Yeah

[Refrain]
Yeah, I'm fried
Yeah, I'm fried
I just blew a check in the strip club on a Wednesday
She ain't goin', then 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?

[Chorus]
I'm friеd, yes, fried
I'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty, shе a vibe
I'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty, she a vibe
I'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty, she a vibe

[Verse 1]
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

[Refrain]
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', then ask her what her friend say
I bet she say, "Comprende"
Yeah, yeah, fried
Yeah, I'm fried
I fuck 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, uh, yeah