The Weekend
Lyrics
Couldn't afford it before
But look what I'm gettin' now (look what I'm gettin' now)
I never had this before
Just look what I'm sippin' on (look what I'm sippin' on)
Bad bitches lined at the door
Just look what I'm hittin' now (look what I'm hittin' now)
I never had this before
But look how I'm livin' now (look how we livin' now)
There ain't been a day (Been a day)
I ain't been drinking
This don't feel real (Every night)
I think I'm dreaming
Puts me in my zone (Double Cupped)
You know I'm leaning
So I ain't coming home (Coming home)
For the weekend
There ain't been a day (Been a day)
I ain't been drinking
This don't feel real (Every night)
I think I'm dreaming
Puts me in my zone (Double Cupped)
You know I'm leaning
So I ain't coming home (Coming home)
For the weekend
Put the cup down, put the cup down
Niggas gonna hate what you gonna do now
Shit crazy, bitches wavy
All these drugs got me feeling brazy
These bitches love drugs
These bitches wanna fuck
These bitches wanna what
These bitches love drugs
These bitches wanna fuck
These bitches wanna what
Ha Ha Ha!
Laughing at the bank on these hatin niggas
These bitches wanna suck
These bitches love drugs
These bitches wanna fuck
All I do is get this cake
All these niggas fucking hate
Just let a nigga in the bank
Just let a nigga be great!
I be on top niggas gonna hate we eatin
Shit don't make no sense
Niggas hating for no reason
I be getting franks
Counting stacks for no reason
Roll up a nice splif
And we smoke until we sleepy
There ain't been a day (Been a day)
I ain't been drinking
This don't feel real (Every night)
I think I'm dreaming
Puts me in my zone (Double Cupped)
You know I'm leaning
So I ain't coming home (Coming home)
For the weekend
There ain't been a day (Been a day)
I ain't been drinking
This don't feel real (Every nite)
I think I'm dreaming
Puts me in my zone (Double Cupped)
You know I'm leaning
So I ain't coming home (Coming home)
For the weekend
I'm in my zone today
Don't hit my phone today
Got a couple joints prerolled
Told her bend it over touch her toes
Imma hit that bitch from the back bruh
I was down bad now I'm back up
Two phones gotta keep the backup
40 on my hip nigga back up!
I walk around with the big racks on me
What the fuck is you saying?
Niggas talking all that chit-chit chatter
But I bet he gon pay me
Feel like the best no debating
These niggas just hoping and praying
On my downfall, but I gotta ball
All the long nights, I was on the prawl
Imma speak my mind
Do you hear me
Elevate my grind
Do you feel me
Step into my mind
This the real me
This shit takes time
Nigga clearly
There ain't been a day (Been a day)
I ain't been drinking
This don't feel real (Every night)
I think I'm dreaming
Puts me in my zone (Double Cupped)
You know I'm leaning
So I ain't coming home (Coming home)
For the weekend
Writer(s): Michel Dorval, Rayquan Harding, Yohana Fasida
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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