Weekend J. Stone (Ft. Young Dolph)

[Intro: Young Dolph]
(BandPl—)
(Let the BandPlay)
Ayy, what's today, man?
You say it's Friday?
Saturday?
Sunday?
Friday, Saturday, Sunday, which one?
Ha

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Everyday feel like the weekend (Uh, yeah, yeah, woah)
Everyday feel like the weekend (Uh-huh)
Everyday feel like the weekend (Smoke one)
I wish everyday was the weekend
I wish everyday was the weekend

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
Everyday I get fresh just to go shopping (Yeah)
Is today Saturday, when the new J's dropping? (Uh)
Just cashed a cheque that can't fit in my pocket (Ayy)
Everyday I go to work, I just can't stop it (Nah)
Smoking me a blunt while I'm rolling up another one
Left in a Lamb truck, came back in another one (The other one)
Front seat of the coupe, getting sucked off (Yeah)
Mansion by the ocean in the cut, ducked off (Ducked off, ducked off, ducked off)
Been got rich, tryna focus on the wealth
Can't help nobody if you don't focus on yourself (Woo)
Nah, I don't drink, but when I do it's top shelf
I wonder what Grandmama say if I told her
I paid seven thousand dollars just for this belt
Hmm, she probably will tell me, "Fuck that shit, ball, you did it yourself” (Ha)
I'm in L.A. on the 101 speeding in the Rari (Yoom)
Feeling like LeBron, man, these niggas can't stop me (Nah)
South-Central thugging like OG Bobby (Yeah)
Big Backwood full of real good biscotti (Hey)
I feel like P in 1998 (Ayy)
On the flip phone and wearing Versace (Ayy)
Lil' nigga came up off selling brocolli (Ayy)
Damn, I swear today feel just like a Friday (Yeah, yeah, uh)