Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday
Think you need to let it go
And now I'm sitting here thinking that I gotta leave these bitches alone
I can charge ya Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday
Think ya need to let it go
I don't wanna be your homie
Show you how to get it by the end of this song
I don't wanna hear too much about nothing if it ain't about getting no bags
Busty ass niggas ain't getting no checks
Instagram flex, always wanna brag
Always buying new pairs of them Js everyday
But you can't get your kids no clothes
Always walking with your head down and you're crying broke
But you be rich when you be around these Hoes
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday
Think ya need to let it go
And now I'm sitting here thinking that I gotta leave these bitches alone
I can charge ya Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday
Think ya need to let it go
Got a lot of money runnin' through my mind
I got it on my brain and it look like dollar signs
Cause the Stars all aligned