Weekend
Yeah, quick little story for y'all
Not to get confused, but
It's just another weekend to me (Take Em)
It's just another weekend to me (One more, one more)
It's just another weekend to me (What's it gonna be)
It's just another weekend to me (Yuh)
Another sad song sad (Sad)
I don't even want to hear another bad thought (Nope, nope, nope, nope)
Cause driving numbs the feeling, I hope it last long (Skrt)
Cause you don't even know (Yuh)
Running, gunning, stunting
La la la la
Take y'all back man
As I do so well
I don't got that much shit to lose (No)
So pretty mama don't you get confused, aye
We gon' be just like the news, but on Snapchat (Snapchat)
Hot pursuit, sending nudes
Where that snatch at (Snatch, snatch)
Jump it like Fonze
Jump it on my duwons
Counting mad stacks (Bands)
Shoot a blank
Robbed a bank
Check the cash app
Pull up (Skrt)
Roll up
Catch a motherfucker in a hold up (Ahh)
Bloods are red
Crips are blue
Gratatata, aiming at you
Y'all stay getting blunted (Yuh)
Y'all think that you run it (Nah)
But I stay counting hundreds
It's just another weekend to me
It's just another weekend to me (Just another one)
It's just another weekend to me (One more)
It's just another weekend to me (What's it gonna be)
Another sad song
I don't even want to hear another bad thought
Cause driving numbs the feeling, I hope it last long (Yuh)
Cause you don't even know
Running, gunning, stunting
La la la la
Fuck your friends, I'm a prick
Fit both hands on the dick
Break the bed
Give me head
Take the bag
Make the bread
I make it
She naked (Naked)
Virginity I take it (Take it)
I said it
I meant it
Now she get to necking
Its getting nice and hot (Turn the fan on)
She screaming don't you stop (nNah)
There ain't no guessing
I'm impressive, licking on the twat (I am)
Got a text from the bitch on the weekend
Ain't Friday but she freaking
In it for the thrills
I ain't tryna pay no bills
Feed the geese, ring the neck
Spray the grease, on the crack
Satin sheets, feel the clap
Hear the beats from the sack
Hit repeat play it back
I don't know nothing about karma
Swing and a miss, I'm a dodger
If your Girl choosy and boujee
Don't wanna fuck with it
I'll hit it and quit it
Cause driving numbs the feeling
Hope it last long
Another sad song
Another sad song
Cause driving numbs the feeling
Hope it last long
Another sad song
Another sad song
Cause driving numbs the feeling
Hope it last long
Another sad song
Another sad song
Cause driving numbs the feeling
Hope it last long
Another sad song
Another sad song
It's just another weekend to me
Not to get confused, but
It's just another weekend to me (Take Em)
It's just another weekend to me (One more, one more)
It's just another weekend to me (What's it gonna be)
It's just another weekend to me (Yuh)
Another sad song sad (Sad)
I don't even want to hear another bad thought (Nope, nope, nope, nope)
Cause driving numbs the feeling, I hope it last long (Skrt)
Cause you don't even know (Yuh)
Running, gunning, stunting
La la la la
Take y'all back man
As I do so well
I don't got that much shit to lose (No)
So pretty mama don't you get confused, aye
We gon' be just like the news, but on Snapchat (Snapchat)
Hot pursuit, sending nudes
Where that snatch at (Snatch, snatch)
Jump it like Fonze
Jump it on my duwons
Counting mad stacks (Bands)
Shoot a blank
Robbed a bank
Check the cash app
Pull up (Skrt)
Roll up
Catch a motherfucker in a hold up (Ahh)
Bloods are red
Crips are blue
Gratatata, aiming at you
Y'all stay getting blunted (Yuh)
Y'all think that you run it (Nah)
But I stay counting hundreds
It's just another weekend to me
It's just another weekend to me (Just another one)
It's just another weekend to me (One more)
It's just another weekend to me (What's it gonna be)
Another sad song
I don't even want to hear another bad thought
Cause driving numbs the feeling, I hope it last long (Yuh)
Cause you don't even know
Running, gunning, stunting
La la la la
Fuck your friends, I'm a prick
Fit both hands on the dick
Break the bed
Give me head
Take the bag
Make the bread
I make it
She naked (Naked)
Virginity I take it (Take it)
I said it
I meant it
Now she get to necking
Its getting nice and hot (Turn the fan on)
She screaming don't you stop (nNah)
There ain't no guessing
I'm impressive, licking on the twat (I am)
Got a text from the bitch on the weekend
Ain't Friday but she freaking
In it for the thrills
I ain't tryna pay no bills
Feed the geese, ring the neck
Spray the grease, on the crack
Satin sheets, feel the clap
Hear the beats from the sack
Hit repeat play it back
I don't know nothing about karma
Swing and a miss, I'm a dodger
If your Girl choosy and boujee
Don't wanna fuck with it
I'll hit it and quit it
Cause driving numbs the feeling
Hope it last long
Another sad song
Another sad song
Cause driving numbs the feeling
Hope it last long
Another sad song
Another sad song
Cause driving numbs the feeling
Hope it last long
Another sad song
Another sad song
Cause driving numbs the feeling
Hope it last long
Another sad song
Another sad song
It's just another weekend to me
Credits
Writer(s): Austin Weber
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