Club goin' up, on a Tuesday
Got your girl in the cut and she choosay
Squad goin' up, nobody flippin' packs now
I just did 3 in a row, them shows is back-to-back to back now
Put the world on the sound, you know PARTY and The Weeknd
Ain't got no motherfuckin' time to party on the weekend
Tell Gelo, "Bring the juice, we about to get lit"
Fill the room up with some teens, one night off and this is it
Always workin' over T, overtime and out of town
Shit is crazy back home, it kills me that I'm not around
I think we gettin' too deep, shit I'm talkin' must be too true
Upstairs got xan's in a Advil bottle, I don't take them shits
But you do, so I got 'em for you
I don't need the pills, I'm just gonna' have another drink
And when I'm puttin' work in on a weekend
I'll look back on this and think how we have the club going up
Club goin' up, on a Tuesday
Got your girl in the cut and she choosay
Workin' Monday night, on the corner flippin' hard
Made at least 3 thousand, on the boulevard
I've been workin' graveyard shifts every other weekend
Ain't got fuckin' time to party on the weekend
I've been flippin' in the house, makin' juugs on the highway
I've been ridin' out of state, makin' money like my way
I don't think that I should dance, I'm just gon' have another drink
I'm doin' my stance, you know my molly prant
I got the loudest of the loud, you know I got stink
My P.O think I'm in the house
Don't give a damn bout, what she think
Club goin' up, on a Tuesday
Got your girl in the cut and she choosay
And I know I know how I made it on my own
I made my own style, I don't think that I should stay
You know I gotta' go, you're moving too fast
Don't wanna move slow
Club goin' up, on a Tuesday
Got your girl in the cut and she choosay