For The Weekend (Facetious)

[Intro]

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up

Cannon

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]

Yeah, my pockets facetious

Hang with them killers, they'll do it for no reason

Shoot a fuck nigga, Gilbert Arenas

I'm at the W, I'm at the Lowe, you at Four Seasons

Swervo almost crashed the Bentley truck, tweakin'

Me? I just crashed in your bitch for the weekend

Me? I just crashed in a bad Puerto Rican

Your bitch only decent

I fuck her once, won't run it back, that bitch is not a remix

[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]

I done got rich overnight, I don't know how to act (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

If I wasn't rappin' then I would be flippin' the packs (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Last week I spent 10K all in Saks (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

That's a fact, 'cause I know I'm gon' make that shit right back (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

AP two-tone Skelly-Skelly

Lamborghini money-money

You ain't got no money, why you frontin' like you doin' somethin'?

I took a piss on your brother grave, how come y'all niggas ain't doin' nothin'?

If I was you I would kill me, but knowin' me I ain't goin', nah

[Bridge: Juice WRLD]

If I don't got it on me, best believe my brodie got it, he be pistol-totin'

Two Perc 30s in my system, ain't no ibuprofen

Nigga, fuck your rollie, AP on me

Try to take it, we gon' beat 'em like he stole it

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]

My pockets facetious

Hang with them killers, they'll do it for no reason

Shoot a fuck nigga, Gilbert Arenas

I'm at the W, I'm at the Lowe, you at Four Seasons

Swervo almost crashed the Bentley truck, tweakin'

Me? I just crashed in your bitch for the weekend

Me? I just crashed in a bad Puerto Rican

Your bitch only decent

I fuck her once, won't run it back, that bitch is not a remix

[Verse 2: G Herbo]

Did my shit in the street already, so I gotta play defense

Say you nervous, for no reason, and the nigga breathin'

I got shot, but I still shot a nigga, I was gettin' even

He had blood all on my D&G, I gotta tuck my sleeves in

Rush a brick, would've sell my back with a pack, that's when I start the treason

You want me to stay and I had enough of you, fuck it, I'm leavin'

I ain't tryna be in the house, bitch, it's the fuckin' weekend

Puerto Rican off me, think I'm gon' fuck over you breathin'

Bitch, you can keep on smellin', I be keep inhalin' of this weed in

My jeans Mason Margiela, I rock Balencia' better

G Fazo, et cetera

Do no Off-White kicks unless them bitches match my sweater or somethin'

Rockin' Balenci' briefs, them bitches grip my Glock like Ethikas

I'm one of those bosses, hatin', pussy, that ain't proper etiquette

Call you pussy niggas Ray J, 'cause your life is edited-ed

On the 'Net, think you a gangster, just because you at 'em and shit

In real life, we at 'em and shit

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]

My pockets facetious

Hang with them killers, they'll do it for no reason

Shoot a fuck nigga, Gilbert Arenas

I'm at the W, I'm at the Lowe, you at Four Seasons

Swervo almost crashed the Bentley truck, tweakin'

Me? I just crashed in your bitch for the weekend

Me? I just crashed in a bad Puerto Rican

Your bitch only decent

I fuck her once, won't run it back, that bitch is not a remix