This is a song about "Turn up on a monday"

You make a nigga's night turn day

Yes my hair might be blue on monday

Turn on the faucet, fill up the sink, ill ask ur sone if he wants a drink,

When i pulled up in that bentleytold y’all i was gangster, still somethin’ like a pimp

There's a cut, turn around sit on the ground while i pound on your face with

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Are you hearing me right turn the sound up on the microphone

I can get intellectual on a track or turn barbaric and start to bash

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

Then start barkin' loud 'til the neighbors wanna calm you down

I scroll through the guide without a monday morning frown