[Intro - High Energy, Set the Scene]
(Yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
(Friday the 13th, baby)
(Young Money, what's good?)

[Verse 1 - Intimate Mic Delivery, Wayne-Style Flow]
Woke up feelin' wavy, but I stepped on a crack,
Tripped over my Jordans, now I'm countin' this stack.
Got my lucky blunt rolled, but the luck's runnin' thin,
Jason's in the woods with that blade, let's begin.
puff Pass the kush around, we ain't worried 'bout shit,
Even death got respect when you're this legit.

[Pre-Chorus - Building Tension, Smooth Delivery]
(Oh no)
The moon's lookin' hazy through this purple haze smoke,
My phone keep on buzzin' but I'm too damn broke.
(What's that?)
Chainsaw revvin', but we puffin' so serene,
Laughin' at the reaper while we chase these green dreams.

[Chorus - Catchy Hook, Adult Confidence]
Friday the 13th, who's afraid of the night?
Got my squad and this chronic, we be feelin' alright.
(Watch out!)
Broken mirrors CRACKED! But we're smokin' so tight,
In this crazy-ass vibe, we the kings of the fright.

[Verse 2 - Wayne-Style Wordplay, Confident Flow]
Sippin' on that lean, got my chain swingin' low,
Jason's in the corner, but he movin' real slow.
exhale Blunt smoke in the air, we ain't scared of no ghost,
With my crew and this Mary Jane, we be doin' the most.
Death knockin' at my door, but I'm too high to care,
Blowin' clouds in his face like "bitch, I ain't goin' nowhere."

[Bridge - Chill Vibe, Stoned Atmosphere]
(What's that sound?)
Hear that laughter echo through this smoky-ass night,
Candles burnin' slow, and we're blazed outta sight.
(Yeah!)
Life's a horror movie, but we're writin' the script,
Young Money in the building, and we're higher than shit.

[Verse 3 - Dark Humor, Stoned Energy]
Creepin' through the shadows with this blunt in my teeth,
Got my squad beside me, blowin' smoke like a wreath.
(What's that?)
Footsteps in the distance, but we're laughin' and high,
Got that good-good burnin', even Jason gets by.
Passin' joints to the left while we're dodgin' the blade,
Underneath this full moon, best decision we made.
(Yeah!)
Blood-curdlin' stories, but we're high as a kite,
Friday the 13th, man, we're smokin' all night.

[Final Chorus - Elevated Hook]
Friday the 13th, who's afraid of the night?
Got my squad and this doja, we be blazin' so right.
(Smoke up!)
Broken mirrors CRACKED! But we're lifted so high,
In this stoned-ass vibe, we just puffin' and fly.

[Outro - Chill Closure]
So if you see a shadow, don't run, just smoke,
Puff puff pass that shit, this ain't no joke.
(Yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
Friday the 13th, we just blazin' for fun,
Young Money, marijuana, till the morning sun.

[End]