This is a song about "A saturday night drug trade"

You say you trappin and you never even sold a drug,

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Trying to catch me riding dirty

If i bomb on saturday

I know you're mad, but so what

Her love is like a drug

Motherfuckin o.groll up in the club and shit, is that right

Its my own drug begging never to unplug for the night

No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic

I aint a drug addict

It's saturday night/ i wan't back in the fight/ i wan't back in the game/

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

I can see it clear as summer sun on a saturday

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

I know my calling's worth like phone card

That saturday night when you kissed my heart