For The Week ft. Dongotbandz Lyrics

We gettin' the money and bags, yeah

She yellin' at me while she, uh

All of my shorties, they bad, yeah

We gettin' the money and bags, yeah

She yellin' at me while she mad

She textin' me off of the gas, uh

She just tryna roll up the weed

I'm just tryna count up for the week

Baby, come here, spend the night with me

Is your love true, is you playin' with me

Ooh, I'm tryna get to know you

Roll through Scoop u, then go to Nobu

She might be the one, she know that, too

You tell me you the one, I might see that, through

Huh, uh, where you goin', baby

Let me scoop you in the new Mercedes

Im counting bands, that's my lil' baby

You ain't competein' for my love, baby

I'm with my shorty and she really faded

Ten bands, that's my education

For this music, yeah, I'm dedicated

I'm with my homies, we be drag racin

I feel like I'm racin' for your love

Take your clothes off, close the door, love

I know really hurt, know you want more, love

I feel like I'm racin' for your love

Take your clothes off, close the door, love

I know you need me here, know you want more, love

All of my shorties, they bad, yeah

We gettin' the money in bags, yeah

She yellin' at me while she mad, mad

She texted me off of the gas, off of the gas

She just tryna roll up the weed

I'm just tryna count up for the week

Baby, come here, spend the night with me

Is your love true? Is you playin' with me

Oh, I'm tryna get to know you

Roll through Scoop u, then go to Nobu

Oh, oh

Yeah

What you doin' this weekend

Yeah, I'm ballin' next season

Momma's scared I'm in the deep end, baby

Yeah, the drugs on me

Pour the wock or the triss in, U say u Love me Do u mean it

All my niggas, we feastin

She want my chain she wanna keep it, baby

Pop out of the benz coupe

That's your main bitch, huh, that's cute

My niggas makin' it like Scooby-Doo

Yeah, I'm dedicated, huh, that's the truth

I wanna milli for my momma

Baby let me get you out them hondas

Come up with a rockstar

Mastroes, get some pasta

She like my songs but, I barely rap

All my niggas from the mud got it out the trap

Niggas got motion, yea we know that's cap

Well, bitch, can you afford that

Can you afford that

Yeah, barely rap

Yeah, barely rap

Yeah

Yeah