[Intro]

Yeah, of course, United Ghettos, goddamnit

Cutthroat niggas all over the planet, you know? Ha

Bitch, we cold-blooded

And them blade niggas 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 nigga 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