Weekday lyrics

[Intro: Aitch]
Steel Banglez
What we sayin' Mo? Yeah

[Verse 1: Aitch]
She said "Men are trash", I think girls are too
Put the blame on me but I'm the same as you
Still the same old Aitch, man, I stay so smooth
Manny boy, I stepped in with the same old crew
Pretty one, thick, but she holds it nice
Swear her pus*y so tight, had to bone it twice
Baby gal, why you being photo shy?
I won't post it, I just think the photo's nice

[Verse 2: MoStack]
She said "Men are trash", I said "Yeah, that's true"
But you're the company you keep and I'm chillin' here wid you
So what does that make you?
You know, I stay grippin'
I just can't be slippin', man will blaze at you
You know how I'm livin', I just gotta switch women
Man, I can't be chilling with the same old boo
And I'm still winning with the same old school
I can probably f*ck my teacher from my old school
Miss Thompson, I know one ting
She just come from Turkey, she got liposuction
And this girl does some psycho suckin'
But she want it all now, on some rushin'
[Bridge: Aitch]
Yeah
She want it all now, man, it's gettin' impatient
And when she leaves, she be makin' statements
But she comin' back, ain't nuttin' changing
I just tell her holla at me when she at the station

[Chorus: Aitch & MoStack]
Club goin' up on a weekday
We don't ever have a weak day (Nah, nah, nah)
Ayy, lets get to foreplay
She gon' do whatever we say
Club goin' up on a weekday
We don't ever have a weak day
Ayy, lets get to foreplay
She gon' do whatever we say

[Verse 3: MoStack]
Your man's on one, grab the blonde one
Or bring the brunette, man, I just want fun
I'm with queen ones
I would bring bro but remember that time you never gave me one
'Cause I'm a crazy one, I need a lady one
I want a baby but don't want a baby mum
Aitch said "pus*y" when I asked what he ate for lunch
Hundred bags is what I made this month
[Verse 4: Aitch]
Yeah, I'll bag your ex man, don't care what he said
Get up in between legs, eat it like a creme egg
Tell her "You know nuttin' 'bout me yet"
Then I dash it like I seen fed, haha
Yeah, skrrt round like it's Nascar
Movin' like a trap star, Cali in a glass jar
Stepped in smellin' like a Rasta
Lookin' like a rapper, this is what I asked for

[Chorus: Aitch & MoStack]
Club goin' up on a weekday
When I ever have a weak day
Ayy, lets get to foreplay
She gon' do whatever we say
Club goin' up on a weekday
When I ever have a weak day
Ayy, lets get to foreplay
She gon' do whatever we say

[Outro: MoStack]
My ting wants to switch up the guys you see
Reason being, she say I party too much for a human being
I don't just f*ck girl in the European
I don't even ask who the girl I'm seeing
You're p*ssed if your girl's in the room that we in, yeah
Go watch your girlfriend, boy
Go watch your girlfriend boy, boy, boy, boy, boy