[Part I: The Remix]
[Hook]
Yesterday was the bleachers
But I woke up on the courtside
So, this must be the remix
In a Cadillac with a freak bitch
Gave the Cadillac to the freak bitch
Saturdays, runnin' wild
Saturdays, runnin' wild
Saturdays, runnin' wild
[Verse]
Doors off on the G-Whip
On the late night with a smooth puss
Got a new cut and the Ku-Klux
Saw the po-po, threw the deuce up
Like I knew, uh, was the truth
Got a big blunt, so the roof up
With the artwork, on the wall like
From the duplex to the zoo, flex
From the ink-pen to the booth crisp
What it look like, need a toothpick
And I'm too full
How are you bitch?
How are you bitch?
How are you bitch?
I was book smart, with some good drip
Did your big bro hide the good crack?
In the old-school, in the old-school
And a five-piece, when you cook that
[Hook]
See, yesterday was the bleachers
But I woke up on the courtside
So, this must be the remix
In a Cadillac with a freak bitch
Gave the Cadillac to the freak bitch
Just, Saturdays, runnin' wild
Saturdays, runnin' wild
Saturdays, runnin' wild
Yesterday was the bleachers
But I woke up on the courtside
So, this must be the remix
In a Cadillac with a freak bitch
Gave the Cadillac to the freak bitch
Just, Saturdays, runnin' wild
Saturdays, runnin' wild
Saturdays, runnin' wild
[Part II: Ask About Me]
[Verse: Isaiah Rashad & SZA, Isaiah Rashad]
And I’m like where you been, love?
I come home and ask about you
You my favorite friend, love
Only one that’s been there
I should call your kinfolk
We get gone and we get thrown
We almost baller, benzo
I should call your friends up
Yeah, slip-and-slide, for real
Someone change the text and make us dive, for real
Hopin’ that’s a keeper, we get high as this
You must be out yo’ mind
Yeah, yeah, I do my dance on a fuck nigga
“Where you been?” T-E, double N
Come and fuck with me
All my friends who ain’t got no ride, throw a buck in it
When my side hoe ain’t down to die, this is us living
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