Weekend Warriorz

I'm a weekend warrior, I drink, I smoke

I'm a weekend warrior, I fight and do shows

At the crib or the club, I don't give a flying fuck

I'm a weekend warrior, grab your drinks and let's go

I drink, I smoke, let's go, gotta get a little liquor, better hit up the stove

Got a lot of the dro, combat, green crack, I need that, roll it up

Killin' a fat sack, and if you really wanna get fucked up, I gotta get BV 1.75

With a little iced tea and a cough on the side, and a 12-pack of Landshark

Chillin' on ice, and now I'm feelin' real nice, hit it with dope flows

With microphones, a brainwash, no headphones

A fear, and a funnel, I'ma fuck you up

I got another ten bodies in the back of my truck

And that's next to the dead hoes, with no clothes and no nose

I'm into weird shit, so who knows?

Got a by the sick party for the weekend

Back to feeling like it's off each other

I drink, I smoke, I'm a weekend warrior

I drink, I smoke, I'm a weekend warrior

I fight and do shows at the crib or the club

I don't give a flying fuck, I'm a weekend warrior

Grab your drinks and let's go (let's go, let's go, let's go)

Fuckin' on the far ground, we on the pace to be fucked up

When we get in a place like we too drunk, and we say, come on harder

So fuck the impasse, the blunt and the lager

I get it in 'cause I'm tryna chill, not tryna do quills, but I pop the pills

But I cut the real like a bag of the diesels

Roll it up then pass to your peoples

We all here 'cause we came for the piff

And now we all lit 'cause we drank and then licked

You know once it's a team that is sick

And this be the Pino and Chief and the Splish

Fuck, fuck, fuck, pass this my shit

And I ain't tryna let you hit like you ride dick

Like girl, I'm the life of the party

So don't fuck with me like you ain't really naughty

I'm a weekend warrior

I drink, I smoke, I'm a weekend warrior

I fight and do shows at the crib or the club

I don't give a flying fuck, I'm a weekend warrior

Grab your drinks and let's go (whoa, ah, ah, ah, ah, check it there)

It's a Friday, even though work just got out

Now it's time to catch my checks and hopes and wall bounds

And I pick up an ounce in the case of my own life

'Cause I better get ready for the rally this night

And I pop a percocet instead of perplexed for stat

And I probably got a pileup and I'll probably forget

Right, right, you already know it, you already know

I'm the dude that be holding, so maybe tonight

We'll trip on shrews and drink some booze

I'll smoke in two, woo, here we go

We got two turntables and a microphone

But that don't mean shit because I'm not back

With no respect, I'm just here to get rekt

And the checks don't smack your bet and my house

Is not a fucking pointy tree

I'm a weekend warrior

I drink, I smoke, I'm a weekend warrior

I fight and do shows at the crib or the club

I don't give a flying fuck, I'm a weekend warrior

Grab your drinks and let's go

I'm a weekend warrior

I drink, I smoke, I'm a weekend warrior

I fight and do shows at the crib or the club

I don't give a flying fuck, I'm a weekend warrior

Grab your drinks and let's go

I'm a weekend warrior

I'm a weekend warrior

At the crib or the club

I don't give a flying fuck, I'm a weekend warrior