R.G.N RAF - The Weekend

Yeah...
You Know The Vibes...
R.G.N...
Tryna sit back, relax, tryna get the part of summer I never had
Bumping Jay-Z while I'm sipping on the yak
And dat '16 YG and it still brazy
With my side shawty while I watch her throw it back
She told me that she love me, I ain't tryna handle dat
So I ran to the stu' working on that boom bap
Keep it running on the beat like the boy a running back
Yeah
Tryna run routes out back
So I'm hitting up my boys like my name was Tupac
Met a lil skinny brother who just like to talk smack
So I beat his silly ass and I took his snap back
And I had to snap that, put it on my snapchat
Yelling you know I'm the truth like dababy
Hashtag, If you run that silly fade Imma have to run it back
I ain't into lemonade throw that lemon in the trash
And I got a sweet tooth take me to the candy shop
Where Imma woo the ladies with my slick rizzy bop
Wanna summer '99
Where the woman hella fine
Where I could rock my baggies and it wouldn't be a crime
How she really stole my heart but she wouldn't do the time
Had to get a fifty cent I ain't rolling with no dime
Another hot girl summer, so my lady wasn't mine
But she feeling all my rhymes
Cause baby it's the weekend, I was sleeping
Then I got up with the gang, so you know we creeping
Tryna pull up on a hunny wonder why she tweaking
And you know we run it back every other weekend
And you know it goes on and on and on and on and on and on
And you know it goes on and on and on and on and on and on
Cause baby it's the weekend, I was sleeping
Then I got up with the gang, so you know we creeping
Tryna pull up on a hunny wonder why she tweaking
And you know we run it back every other weekend
And you know it goes on and on and on and on and on and on
And you know it goes on and on and on and on and on and on
Another crazy Saturday, I was hungover
Gotta get my ass to church, tryna look sober
I drove the boat all night, like the boy Noah
Got my head spinning like a damn roller coaster
My mama laughing, "Get yo ass to bed you damn joker"
"But be ready next week or imma break your shoulder"
She really think that this cycle gonna end
With my boys and then we do it all again
Cause baby it's the weekend, I was sleeping
Then I got up with the gang, so you know we creeping
Tryna pull up on a hunny wonder why she tweaking
And you know we run it back every other weekend
And you know it goes on and on and on and on and on and on
And you know it goes on and on and on and on and on and on
Cause baby it's the weekend

Written by:
Raphael Balogun

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