Yea see I don't always agree
But I could see why you're bitter
Lot of dogs out here
And I'm the pick of the litter
I know you heard it all before
But I'm a different nigga
Make me ride with the stick
The way I'm getting these figures
Make em talk bad about you
Make em get in they feelings
Not even in my groove yet
I'm just getting a feeling
Took the doors off the hinges
Just to get in the building
We made love on the floor
She started giving me ceiling
I done seen my way around
With some different women
But when we cross paths
It's a different feeling
I mean you fell in my trap
You a different victim
Come to think about it
Shid you actually winning
And now we travel light
Get there and ball out
I ain't got much
Just a Porsche and large house
She outta PTO
But she still gon call out
And she gon hit my line
Every time that y'all fall out
So can I be yo boyfriend
For the weekend
And we gon ride top down
No more creeping
I'm a tag you on the gram
No more secrets
Girl I wanna leave the game
But I'm deep in
So can I be yo boyfriend
For the weekend
And we gon flex on a hater
For no reason
I might swap the flat 6
For the V10
Girl I wanna leave the game
But I'm deep in
See I was never the type nigga to bandwagon
Moms pop me back of the head
My pants sagging
I'm just telling story girl
It ain't bragging
I can show you a new world
No Alladin
How you gon say you my dawg
And you a pussy
And how you gon compare me to them
They all rookies
I go in the mall and ball out
They just looking
I'm gaining a lil more weight
I stay cooking
Some said they was f*cking with it
But some doubted me
Got fans in my DM
Saying they proud of me
Live like I'm moving some pounds
Or hit the lottery
Niggas is sorry man
And we don't accept apologies
Sometimes you gotta walk in they shoes
See their perspective
I think we came in
With a whole different objective
I used to want a whip
Now a nigga got a selection
I used to want a bitch
Now a nigga got a collection
So can I be yo boyfriend
For the weekend
And we gon ride top down
No more creeping
I'm a tag you on the gram
No more secrets
Girl I wanna leave the game
But I'm deep in
So can I be yo boyfriend
For the weekend
And we gon flex on a hater
For no reason
I might swap the flat 6
For the V10
Girl I wanna leave the game
But I'm deep in
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The Real Bril - For the Weekend Lyrics
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Yea see I don't always agree
But I could see why you're bitter
Lot of dogs out here
And I'm the pick of the litter
I know you heard it all before
But I'm a different nigga
Make me ride with the stick
The way I'm getting these figures
Make em talk bad about you
Make em get in they feelings
Not even in my groove yet
I'm just getting a feeling
Took the doors off the hinges
Just to get in the building
We made love on the floor
She started giving me ceiling
I done seen my way around
With some different women
But when we cross paths
It's a different feeling
I mean you fell in my trap
You a different victim
Come to think about it
Shid you actually winning
And now we travel light
Get there and ball out
I ain't got much
Just a Porsche and large house
She outta PTO
But she still gon call out
And she gon hit my line
Every time that y'all fall out
So can I be yo boyfriend
For the weekend
And we gon ride top down
No more creeping
I'm a tag you on the gram
No more secrets
Girl I wanna leave the game
But I'm deep in
So can I be yo boyfriend
For the weekend
And we gon flex on a hater
For no reason
I might swap the flat 6
For the V10
Girl I wanna leave the game
But I'm deep in
See I was never the type nigga to bandwagon
Moms pop me back of the head
My pants sagging
I'm just telling story girl
It ain't bragging
I can show you a new world
No Alladin
How you gon say you my dawg
And you a pussy
And how you gon compare me to them
They all rookies
I go in the mall and ball out
They just looking
I'm gaining a lil more weight
I stay cooking
Some said they was f*cking with it
But some doubted me
Got fans in my DM
Saying they proud of me
Live like I'm moving some pounds
Or hit the lottery
Niggas is sorry man
And we don't accept apologies
Sometimes you gotta walk in they shoes
See their perspective
I think we came in
With a whole different objective
I used to want a whip
Now a nigga got a selection
I used to want a bitch
Now a nigga got a collection
So can I be yo boyfriend
For the weekend
And we gon ride top down
No more creeping
I'm a tag you on the gram
No more secrets
Girl I wanna leave the game
But I'm deep in
So can I be yo boyfriend
For the weekend
And we gon flex on a hater
For no reason
I might swap the flat 6
For the V10
Girl I wanna leave the game
But I'm deep in
But I could see why you're bitter
Lot of dogs out here
And I'm the pick of the litter
I know you heard it all before
But I'm a different nigga
Make me ride with the stick
The way I'm getting these figures
Make em talk bad about you
Make em get in they feelings
Not even in my groove yet
I'm just getting a feeling
Took the doors off the hinges
Just to get in the building
We made love on the floor
She started giving me ceiling
I done seen my way around
With some different women
But when we cross paths
It's a different feeling
I mean you fell in my trap
You a different victim
Come to think about it
Shid you actually winning
And now we travel light
Get there and ball out
I ain't got much
Just a Porsche and large house
She outta PTO
But she still gon call out
And she gon hit my line
Every time that y'all fall out
So can I be yo boyfriend
For the weekend
And we gon ride top down
No more creeping
I'm a tag you on the gram
No more secrets
Girl I wanna leave the game
But I'm deep in
So can I be yo boyfriend
For the weekend
And we gon flex on a hater
For no reason
I might swap the flat 6
For the V10
Girl I wanna leave the game
But I'm deep in
See I was never the type nigga to bandwagon
Moms pop me back of the head
My pants sagging
I'm just telling story girl
It ain't bragging
I can show you a new world
No Alladin
How you gon say you my dawg
And you a pussy
And how you gon compare me to them
They all rookies
I go in the mall and ball out
They just looking
I'm gaining a lil more weight
I stay cooking
Some said they was f*cking with it
But some doubted me
Got fans in my DM
Saying they proud of me
Live like I'm moving some pounds
Or hit the lottery
Niggas is sorry man
And we don't accept apologies
Sometimes you gotta walk in they shoes
See their perspective
I think we came in
With a whole different objective
I used to want a whip
Now a nigga got a selection
I used to want a bitch
Now a nigga got a collection
So can I be yo boyfriend
For the weekend
And we gon ride top down
No more creeping
I'm a tag you on the gram
No more secrets
Girl I wanna leave the game
But I'm deep in
So can I be yo boyfriend
For the weekend
And we gon flex on a hater
For no reason
I might swap the flat 6
For the V10
Girl I wanna leave the game
But I'm deep in
Writer: Jabril Whitmore
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid