[Intro]
Yeah, of course, United Ghettos, goddamnit
Cutthroat n***as all over the planet, you know? Ha
Bitch, we cold-blooded
And them blade n***as gon' get throat-cutted
Yeah, punk rock
Gon' sit the bitch if she ain't got somethin' on my 20-inch
Yeah, Yukmeez, Mac Dreez
That n***a Kazi

It's the weekend, get to freakin'
Wha
It's the weekend, get to freakin'
Wha

[Verse]
Weekends were made for guys like me
I'm VIP, through the door with no ID
You know me, boy, I'm a fool when I'm going out
Get it up in me, ooh, and I'm showin' out
The shrooms I consume are making me laugh
I'm high as an eye on a fuckin' giraffe
You can suck and eat ass if you don't like it
Your girlfriend like the way I Gucci Nike it
She jockin' my fit, boy, I hyph' it
Driving drunk with no license
Friday, Saturday, oh no, Sunday
Time to sober up and get ready for Monday
[Chorus]
Shit gets stewey on the weekend
Club let out, sideshow at Beacon
Drinkin', freakin', BM sneakin'
I can't wait until the weekend
Shit gets stewey on the weekend
Club let out, sideshow at Beacon
Drinkin', freakin', BM sneakin'
I can't wait until the weekend