Going Out on Weekends is Desperate

[Intro]
Yeahh bitch (haha)
Yeahh bitch

[Verse:]
San Pedro to Tarzana, Lyft ride in the car standard
Now that’s hard, eight dollars for condoms
Man, I ain’t going raw, with no gun involved
Just run along, five-twenty-five for Margielas
That’s you day one, was his day too
He been jealous, so don't tell me nuttin' about no loyalty
Just spoil me with stock shares and a hundred percent royalties
And you know I had to shock a few
How you get booed at the house of blues
I serve Wu-Tang a ounce or two
Would’ve had a sixteen if I had found a booth
PBRs I’mma down a few
Only know your bitch from the neck up
Five pounds in that Lexus, I had to fess up
I said seven, man I lied, I lied
Dead body in that enterprise, this ill advised
No bend at time, feeling fine, just walked in
Was something shy
She could take it OT
I ain’t even getting no sleep
No justice, no peace
How the fuck ya get all that ass in them jeans
Don’t bring bubble me baby, I’m just here
Don’t mean to trouble you baby
I’m not in love with you baby
Cause I’m the realest, fuck what they say
I ain’t here for fun, baby I see this as a payday
She going down, yellin' "Mayday!"
Beat the pussy up, yeah I attack it like a melee
All in the back of the Mercedes
Neighbors caught 12, they helped us smack it and they hate it
I’m ‘bout to blow an OZ
Could you please massage on my feet
I promise I won’t ever cheat
If you swear it’s no salt in the food we ‘bout to eat
Cause I’m the realest, fuck what they say
I ain’t here for fun, baby I see this as a payday