This is a song about "Weekend"

I couldn't let my adversaries worry meand every single day it's a test, wear a bulletproof vest

Super size future conversations be like hella high dropping beats no retreat sweeten up the weekend

I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck

Weekend parties go quick no bluff,out of time it tends to suck

But i ain't had none in a while i need your aspirations

Every weekend going to airports and train stations

Going hard on the weekend with parties and friends

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

Weekend parties go quick no bluff,out of time it tends to suck

The ones you left out, jobs were giving, better living

But that's only just the weekend beginning

I would party every weekend till i lose myself

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Doing nothing over the weekend

Digital ten, shit get critical friend