Weekend (Remix) lyrics

Make up yo mind baby, make up yo mind baby
You don't f*ck with me for whatever reason ok that's fine baby
I ain't never been with the back and forth sh*t
Young n*gga holding weight like a fort loft
These hoes don't know I pop sh*t
Bandana on feeling like Pac b*tch
These goes don't know no better
Spudd get the picture his photo weather
Yea I like the coupe but the fou' do better
Hit Louie V I might blow more cheddar
Come on baby you need me
Spent twenty K for the VV's
Somebody please call RiRi
Can I see the pus*y in 3D
Shawty what you doing on the weekend? Wondering if I can sneak in?
You know I'm good with the creepin
These n*ggas tweakin, you the realist b*tch breathin
Most of these hoes reachin
But you already knew that, I'm curious on how you do that
Eyes on you when you move that, These n*ggas too wack
Let's get back to the sh*t, catch me watching power with you b*tch
You know I got power on your b*tch
f*ck you for an hour that's it
Hop in the shower then dip, gotta make it quick
Gotta get back to the c-notes
n*ggas on my channel like Vivo
Boy tryna get pain in full like Rico
Shawty bad news A.K.A just a cheap hoe
Please tell SZA she can come see me
You know I got Love Galore on repeat
First class when you said I took yo seat
I was staring at you like "Dam that's me"
I was staring at you like "Dam you lit"
Looking like a queen that don't take no sh*t
Might just fly to the west real quick
Shawty what you mean? You deserve this di*k
Ha, wait! Just f*ckin with you shawty
Nah for real