Monday Thru Sunday Lyrics

[Intro]
They don't wanna talk to 'em so I'ma talk to 'em (Yeah)
Yeah

[Chorus]
Monday through Sunday, you know that I'm thumbin'
I'm at the trap paranoid, you know that I'm clutchin'
One in the head, boy, I ain't goin' for nothin'
Glizzy, yeah, it gon' twerk, yeah, that bitch get to bustin'
Turn 'em bendy wit' that red beam
I'm posted wit' niggas that will wipe your nose clean

[Verse]
You rat, these niggas, take the trash out
When y'all done pulled up, say, "The rats out"
Two feet in, ain't no givin' out
The shit y'all rap about ain't checkin' out
There's some niggas that want me dead
I don't stress shit, I count up that bag I just left the bank, yeah
Pressure, know that it stink, yeah
I need Ms, mm-mm-mm-mm
Richard Millie gon' make the time freeze
If she want the Perc' then stay on her knees
I'm havin' blessings on blessings like goddamn Cs
Everywhere I go, I'm a goddamn fiend
Money tall like a white damn teen

[Chorus]
Monday through Sunday, you know that I'm thumbin'
I'm at the trap paranoid, you know that I'm clutchin'
One in the head, boy, I ain't goin' for nothin'
Glizzy, yeah, it gon' twerk, yeah, that bitch get to bustin'
Turn 'em bendy wit' that red beam
I'm posted wit' niggas that will wipe your nose clean

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