Just The Weekend

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Z3ro

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The way this bitch drop the head I think she a genius
Get a hundred bands then I dropped it all at Neimans
Get a hundred more f*ck the scat I want a demon
F*ck the racks I get it back it's just the weekend
Flipping all these racks aye I'm just a hundred up
Caught up in July we about to f*ck his summer up
Spent a 100 racks I'm about to get another one
He got hollow tips and 223s I got a bigger drum
No I'm not a crip I'll beat your ass till my knuckles blue
Spend a couple racks on this Dior and the buckle too
Pouring all this syrup think I'm captain knuckles too
Drinking all this act while you still drinking jungle juice
Won't give this bitch the world I got the juice though
Getting back the groove and I'm feeling just like Kuzco
Playing in the league balling out you still in juco
I could never cheat I'm really loyal to a few hoes
Aye but let's forget about it
Riding in the ship bout to put this bitch in autopilot
Smiling with the stick on the gram boy you really childish
Just put it down you not gone use it boy that ain't stylish
Got mine on me too but it ain't for fashion
Pull it off my hip I'm bout use it get to blasting
Thought you was tom cruise you ain't really bout action
Caught him up in traffic now he scared I'm never lacking
Fiji diamonds the drip had to ice out the wrist
When they see this water they get blinded by the mist
Told him he a lame but he didn't get the gist
We don't know that nigga name he can't get up in the mix
Said he want the smoke when we catch em its no static
Try me we gone blitz em like a nigga was playing madden
Riding in that new scat pack no you can have it
Whip and chop they the same cause they automatic
Riding with a uh
Slide with a pump
I pull over right now I might open up the trunk
And we balling like we the pistons I'm bout to dunk
And I'm high off that gas got me smoking on the skunk
Backwood keep me faded
These thots gone get you jaded
My shawty finna ride so I can't ever leave you hanging
The whip color is matte but I can't say I'm talking Damon
You booked us for a show but we ain't coming till you paying
See you be talking hot shit
Till the heat sensor find a nigga hit his noggin
All that tough talkin don't add up with all that dodging
Yo ducking is a hobbit
Run em out his pockets
Hanging with them goblins
You hella bold tryna play with all that toxin
We do em cold leave em laying crawfish
You know the game I can put you on
30 Rounds hanging out that chop it's finna send em home
Woke up the next day gone prolly the patron
Talkin out his neck he finna fold better let em know
Hollow tips hella friendly greet a nigga dome
Getting to the cash only goal what we waiting on

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