Weekend in Bookings ft. PSYCH METS Lyrics

Hour twenty two in a concrete cell

Have you ever smoked dust in a city jail

I'm alright

I'm doing just fine

Met a man from Newark in bookings last night

Had a hawk in his shoulder from a Brick City fight

He's alright

We're doing just fine

Avoid bookings beloved, it's Friday night

Judge will let you rot till Monday's light

It's alright

We're doing just fine

Hour twenty eight in a concrete cell

Got a flat sandwich pillow, just drag me to hell

I'm alright

We're doing just fine

And I can't wait to see you tonight

Oh baby it's all alright if I can see you tonight

Can't wait to see you tonight

Can't wait to see you tonight

Can't wait to see you tonight

Six DT's swarmed the block like bees

Saw us three blocks back

Hit a gate and then leave

It's alright

We're doing just fine

Avoid bookings beloved, it's Friday night

Judge will let you rot till Monday's light

It's alright

We're doing just fine

And I can't wait to see you tonight

Can't wait to see you tonight

Hour thirty three in a concrete cell

Have you ever smoked sour in the county jail

I'm alright

I'm doing just fine

And its all alright

If I can see you tonight

Hour forty two in a concrete cell

Got a flat sandwich pillow, just drag me to hell

It's alright

We're doing just fine

Avoid bookings beloved, it's Friday night

Judge will let you rot till Monday's light

It's alright

We're doing just fine

And baby it's all alright

If I can see you tonight