Weekend

[Intro]

Dawg I used to fuck her on the weekend

And I swear that pussy smell like peaches

Instagram the photo with no filter

Or SnapChat me that pussy with no features

[Chorus]

She let me fuck her on the weekday

And told me not to tell nobody

Left the party with her three friends

We smokin' since I hit the lobby

All these bitches want is trues

And some music they can do 'em too

We on this fuckin' tour bus

Made it this far, now what are you gon' do, for me?

[Verse]

What happened to this?

'Cause we got it in

And we get it in on the side of the city

And you gotta feel me

I'm smellin' like hundreds and 20s and 50s

Inside of the buildin'

She got on money, it's time to come get it

Come ask for these digits

All this time that I spent on you

Now you gon' tell me [?]

All this time that I spent on you

Girl you know you have to give me some

All this money that I spent on you

Just for you to tell me that it's wrong

For all the time that I spent on you

Girl you know I had to write this song

[Chorus]

She let me fuck her on the weekend

And told me not to tell nobody

Left the party with her three friends

We smokin' since I hit the lobby

All these bitches want is trues

And some music they can do 'em too

We on this fuckin' tour bus

Made it this far, now what are you gon' do, for me?