Voices Nines (Ft. Kezza & Likkle T)

[Verse 1: Nines]
I'm still with the same niggas, no recruits
I got this pink greaze shooting all these balls like I'm tryna win the golden boot
Sent my worker to re-up told 'em to move discreet
Kicking balls in the cage, grazing up my Gucci sneaks
Shooting in the air, that's what you call war
If I'm shooting in the air, there's paigons on the fourth floor
Foods all white, like Black Steve's face is
Briefcases, full of queens' faces
When my shifts done I'm with a gorgeous hoe
When the piff comes, I think I'm George from Blow
Still weighing up them keys
Fuck your lil' 38 hand ting, spraying like Febreeze
I feel like to do a bumper car shut down
For them days I couldn't buy a token
Told my niggas, one day I'm gonna shut it down
But they must have thought that I was joking
It's nines

[Chorus: The Weeknd]
Not on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday
Sunday, but on Thursday, Thursday
Not on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
But on Thursday, make sure
You are thirsty, oh, on Thursday, baby
Get ready, oh, on Thursday
Why you...