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(Intro)
All about a Monday (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Not a matter if itâs Wednesday (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Now I rolls on a Friday (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
I donât rap on a Sunday (I let âem lick the cherry on a Sundae)
(Verse)
Iâm feeling amazing, this is a real season
Iâm peloponnesian, top back in the winter time
LA shook, blowinâ weed till I get a fire
Just started, but Iâm feelinâ like Iâm in my prom
No tie, but you know Iâm seeinâ bella signs
Dope came inside, doors doinâ suicide
Run through yo block, music loud like Iâm reppinâ up
You just hatinâ like youâre on a blog
Wake up on my .., she did the job
Not bad, I should really stop
But the game changed up, just to kill pop
Bet Iâm doinâ good, livinâ like I should
And my nigga do me good, yeah, he do me good
So good, no spinner while he give me wood
Too shape from the 6 down to Hollywood
(Chorus)
All about a Monday, I pops up a club all on Tuesday
Not a matter if itâs Wednesday and we pull on top on Thursday
Now I rolls on a Friday, late night berries on Saturday
I donât rap on a Sunday, I let âem lick the cherry on a Sundae
(Verse 2)
We chillinâ and we boppinâ, fool me to sleep
Think youâre sick, tryna slide in
Take a bitch practice, we ainât even buyinâ in
I donât chase songs cuz he always tryna dive in
Lookinâ back at it, like a crack at it
Honey cocaine, neva gonâ bone shave
Lazy ass hoe tryna sleep, itâs a damn shame
But I donât give a fuck, I donât pull back the chains
Iâm so into you, got the fuckinâ my gun ova ya
When we on grind then you know that we grind in
Gotta get mine into the sun shining
(Chorus)