Every Saturday
I gotta six pack of cans all in my bag
I got two shoulders of smirnoff and a packet of zig zags
Wallet heavy in my pocket i ain't tryna brag
But tonight I ain't even worried 'bout a pricetag
Efag in my hand and I'm gonna take a hit
Real shit
Boutta link up with the boys and chill a bit
Because Tonight is really lookin like its boutta be a hit
Now shut the fuck up man and listen to these words I spit
This is livin
This is fuckin livin
Getting home late to a kebab in the kichen
Everybody say I can't keep going on this way
I say fuck em all man this is every Saturday bitch
Every Saturday all over the town
Feel like im on Santa's sleigh
But i aint tryna stray
Chilling with the boys listening to green day
No way
Ice cube today was a good day
Fast forward couple hours
And I'm pissing for the eight damn time tonight
Off the vodka sprite
And I feel alright
Feeling high as a kite
Walking home
And I'm dancing underneath the street light
Ohhhhhhhh
Look to my left and see Kate chillin
Look to my right and see Jude killin
Got a game in the morning
But I ain't worried 'bout it
Am I gonna lose
I doubt it
This is livin
This is fuckin livin
Getting home late to a kebab in the kichen
Everybody say I can't keep going on this way
I say fuck em all man this is every Saturday bitch
Getting phone calls and I fuckin clutch it out
Never talking from my neck only talking out my mouth
If bullshitting was a sport then I'd be the man
So much fucking bullshit Ima need a bedpan
And you can beat your wife
But you can never beat the session
If you remember one thing
Then let that be a lesson ay
Fuck a bitch man I'm tryna stay paid
Inhaling smoke into my mouth
Got it made in the shade
Like virginians
Yeah yeno im winnin em
Bitch im fuckin rich and im stacked
Thats a synonom
Know I got the bars with the spice
Thats the cinnamon
Tearing up the track yeno I'm never doing minimum
Ay bitch
Every Saturday every Saturday ayyy
Every Saturday every Saturday ayyy
Every Saturday every Saturday ayyy
Every Saturday every Saturday ayyy
Look to my left and see Kate chillin
Look to my right and see Jude killin
Every Saturday every Saturday ayyy
Every Saturday every Saturday ay ay
I got two shoulders of smirnoff and a packet of zig zags
Wallet heavy in my pocket i ain't tryna brag
But tonight I ain't even worried 'bout a pricetag
Efag in my hand and I'm gonna take a hit
Real shit
Boutta link up with the boys and chill a bit
Because Tonight is really lookin like its boutta be a hit
Now shut the fuck up man and listen to these words I spit
This is livin
This is fuckin livin
Getting home late to a kebab in the kichen
Everybody say I can't keep going on this way
I say fuck em all man this is every Saturday bitch
Every Saturday all over the town
Feel like im on Santa's sleigh
But i aint tryna stray
Chilling with the boys listening to green day
No way
Ice cube today was a good day
Fast forward couple hours
And I'm pissing for the eight damn time tonight
Off the vodka sprite
And I feel alright
Feeling high as a kite
Walking home
And I'm dancing underneath the street light
Ohhhhhhhh
Look to my left and see Kate chillin
Look to my right and see Jude killin
Got a game in the morning
But I ain't worried 'bout it
Am I gonna lose
I doubt it
This is livin
This is fuckin livin
Getting home late to a kebab in the kichen
Everybody say I can't keep going on this way
I say fuck em all man this is every Saturday bitch
Getting phone calls and I fuckin clutch it out
Never talking from my neck only talking out my mouth
If bullshitting was a sport then I'd be the man
So much fucking bullshit Ima need a bedpan
And you can beat your wife
But you can never beat the session
If you remember one thing
Then let that be a lesson ay
Fuck a bitch man I'm tryna stay paid
Inhaling smoke into my mouth
Got it made in the shade
Like virginians
Yeah yeno im winnin em
Bitch im fuckin rich and im stacked
Thats a synonom
Know I got the bars with the spice
Thats the cinnamon
Tearing up the track yeno I'm never doing minimum
Ay bitch
Every Saturday every Saturday ayyy
Every Saturday every Saturday ayyy
Every Saturday every Saturday ayyy
Every Saturday every Saturday ayyy
Look to my left and see Kate chillin
Look to my right and see Jude killin
Every Saturday every Saturday ayyy
Every Saturday every Saturday ay ay
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Writer(s): Ethan Jackman
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