Weekend!
Yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
I be feelin like this every weekend
Stayin up I swear I be tweaking
Pray to god cause you gonna meet him
In the ghost you know I be speeding
Baby pull it out leave that boy leaking
Still not testing yo hoe cuz she need it
Keep a mop but I'm never cleaning
Prolly god's favorite demon
Woah hey, woah hey
Woah hey, woah hey
Woah hey, woah hey
Woah hey, woah hey
They want me to loose I won't let em have it
Fourteen but better than average
Fourteen but really a savage
Fourteen but I ball like the mavericks
Swear y'all don't want to static
Got a Glock with a switch, automatic
On the beat I feel like Aladdin
Kinda grey so I call it capping
Now I'm up next the way that i'm balling
Left her last year and now she calling
Slow it down but no I'm not stalling
Bright in the sky but it's never falling
Bring me down I'm still gon be crawling
Live my life how I want like a drawing
Ima kill you that's dead man walking
Say I won't make it look who was talking
And i'm so high up in the sky like a plane
Ima get rich and blow her back like Johnny Dang
Blue diamond VVS on my diamond not no plain jean
All these demons in my head make me insane
I be feelin like this every weekend
Stayin up I swear I be tweaking
Pray to god cause you gonna meet him
In the ghost you know I be speeding
Baby pull it out leave that boy leaking
Still not testing your hoe cause she need it
Keep a mop but I'm never cleaning
Probably god's favorite demon
Knock knock guess who's at your door
Trick or treat sike get on the floor
Must not heard why you acting slow
I got the Glock and I'm ready to blow
Old niggas keep stealing my flow
The door open is open lil nigga just go
Jackson Five I was rocking the fro
You better leave before the door close
I want the bread and nothing else
Stand on my money I'm taller for shelf
All of that hating it's hurting your health
Stay out my business worry about yourself
If I was cold I would probably melt
You ain't doing better I really could tell
Yea I'm a demon so I'm raising hell
Feel like juice world and no wishing well
I be feelin like this every weekend
Stayin up I swear I be tweaking
Pray to god cause you gonna meet him
In the ghost you know I be speeding
Baby pull it out leave that boy leaking
Still not testing your hoe cause she need it
Keep a mop but I'm never cleaning
Prolly god's favorite demon (Woah)
Yea, yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
I be feelin like this every weekend
Stayin up I swear I be tweaking
Pray to god cause you gonna meet him
In the ghost you know I be speeding
Baby pull it out leave that boy leaking
Still not testing yo hoe cuz she need it
Keep a mop but I'm never cleaning
Prolly god's favorite demon
Woah hey, woah hey
Woah hey, woah hey
Woah hey, woah hey
Woah hey, woah hey
They want me to loose I won't let em have it
Fourteen but better than average
Fourteen but really a savage
Fourteen but I ball like the mavericks
Swear y'all don't want to static
Got a Glock with a switch, automatic
On the beat I feel like Aladdin
Kinda grey so I call it capping
Now I'm up next the way that i'm balling
Left her last year and now she calling
Slow it down but no I'm not stalling
Bright in the sky but it's never falling
Bring me down I'm still gon be crawling
Live my life how I want like a drawing
Ima kill you that's dead man walking
Say I won't make it look who was talking
And i'm so high up in the sky like a plane
Ima get rich and blow her back like Johnny Dang
Blue diamond VVS on my diamond not no plain jean
All these demons in my head make me insane
I be feelin like this every weekend
Stayin up I swear I be tweaking
Pray to god cause you gonna meet him
In the ghost you know I be speeding
Baby pull it out leave that boy leaking
Still not testing your hoe cause she need it
Keep a mop but I'm never cleaning
Probably god's favorite demon
Knock knock guess who's at your door
Trick or treat sike get on the floor
Must not heard why you acting slow
I got the Glock and I'm ready to blow
Old niggas keep stealing my flow
The door open is open lil nigga just go
Jackson Five I was rocking the fro
You better leave before the door close
I want the bread and nothing else
Stand on my money I'm taller for shelf
All of that hating it's hurting your health
Stay out my business worry about yourself
If I was cold I would probably melt
You ain't doing better I really could tell
Yea I'm a demon so I'm raising hell
Feel like juice world and no wishing well
I be feelin like this every weekend
Stayin up I swear I be tweaking
Pray to god cause you gonna meet him
In the ghost you know I be speeding
Baby pull it out leave that boy leaking
Still not testing your hoe cause she need it
Keep a mop but I'm never cleaning
Prolly god's favorite demon (Woah)
Credits
Writer(s): Ricky Vercetti
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