WEEKEND ft. Royal Jacko & Slim Tim Lyrics

Blim Bim, Bappu

Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah

Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah

Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah

Hell nah

When I say that he's going to get he's going get it

When I say that it's the time then we're going to slide

Slide, slide, slide

When he's past his best before then he's going to die

When I say don't leave the house best not be thinking that I'm lying We ain't lying

On that night time murder shit my boys we creeping

At the right time catch a body leave him leaking

These kids they playing like they Harden, got no defense

Man this shit's too easy for me feel like it's the weekend

Don't surround myself with fakes because everything is pretend

Yeah

She only go, that's all she ever knows

She's ever known

Loyal hoes hide away like eskimos

You know they do

Love is cold, like the chain that cost five-o

That shit expensive

Fuck the po, yeah we're aiming at their dome

Bang bang

We're aiming, 50 rounds left in the drum

Bang bang

Explain to me why everyone's going to test their luck because

If it was us I would lower down the gun because

You ain't going to win so you might as well try run

Pussy

When I say that he's going to get he's going to get it

When I say that it's the time then we're going to slide

When he's past his best before then he's going to die

When I say don't leave the house best not be thinking that I'm lying We ain't lying

On that night time murder shit my boys we're creeping

At the right time catch a body leave him leaking

These kids they playing like they Harden, got no defense

Man this shit too easy for me feel like it's the weekend

Don't surround myself with fakes because everything is pretend

Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah

Hell nah

Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah

Hell nah

Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah

Hell nah

Hell nah pussy boy just took a step too far

Jacko

Friday, Saturday, Sunday it's the mother fucking weekend

Had to turn my phone off no distractions for the evening

Monday through to Friday we be hustling so we eating

Don't distract us in the stu because if you do then you'll be leaving

Pull up to the club my boys be looking for a beating

One hand on the AK had a freaky kinda feeling

And Jacko lethal with that stick so don't be thick or you ain't breathing

In the club and you be tweaking tell me boy what are you thinking

Nah

Boys on boys on boys the opps be looking with no caution

Need to pull the drake out just to show them we ain't joshing

I took my boys to the dealership we're about to do some shopping

And you watch us as we skrting by

Skrrrrrt skrt skrt

wishing you could cop it

Cappu on the beat of course you know because this is bopping

Had to give him beats look at his shoes yeah we've been stomping

Jacko on this verse we back to back about some boss shit

If I hear you rapping cap I get Slim Tim to go and off him

When I say that he's going to get he's going to get it

When I say that it's the time then we're going to slide

When he's past his best before then he's going to die

When I say don't leave the house best not be thinking that I'm lying We ain't lying

On that night time murder shit my boys we creeping

At the right time catch a body leave him leaking

These kids they playing like they Harden, got no defense

Man this shit too easy for me feel like it's the weekend

Don't surround myself with fakes because everything is pretend

Oh no Slim Tim he's been running up his mouth again