Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Week , by - Weiland. Release date: 11.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Week |
| Free bands, yeah, I run that check up in a week |
| Yeah, his bitch bad, yeah, I know she is a freak |
| In that Hellcat, all leather on the seat |
| Boy, your pockets thin, you can turn into some wheat |
| Blue bands up in these Undercover jeans |
| Poison in my cup, yeah, sippin' on that lean |
| Roadhead, yeah, that bitch suckin' on the D |
| We got beef, you can turn into a Slim Jim |
| Tesla S and I’m ridin' with the blue rims |
| He a stain, I can see right through him |
| .40 on me and that shit goin', «bim, bim!» |
| Kick your bitch out if she ain’t givin' that throat |
| Playin' with my life, so this .40 I’mma tote |
| If he want a war, I’mma sink him like a boat |
| I think she in love, yeah, murder what she wrote |
| Ready for whatever, it say Junya on my coat |
| In love with finesse, yeah, in love with them notes |
| Wanna last forever, yeah, tryna be a quote |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Free bands, yeah, I run that check up in a week |
| Free bands, yeah, I run that check up in a week |
| Free bands, yeah, I run that check up in a week |